i know it seems like...

...i love noah the most.
you might think this because it seems like i'm always posting about him.
well, i don't love him the most. i love all my birdies the same. it's just that he's the only one that will still sit on my lap and talk to me at length. sometimes that length is relative... like, 15 seconds, but if i'm lucky my 14 year old will sit next to me for 5 seconds...so 15 seconds is a long time.

when you have a 6 year old (almost 7 year old come the 22nd) come sit on your lap, uninvited, it's a welcome occurrence.
wednesday night, it was just me and noah. all the others had headed to the church for activities. we were watching tv and reading books. noah came over, crawled into my lap, and just sat. for more than 15 seconds. more like 30 minutes. he quietly asked if we could go get a treat. of course i said yes.

we drove to target. he chose packaged cotton candy.
me: "really noah. that's what you want?"
noah: "can i get a slushy too?"
me: "no. you. can. not."
noah: well, let me see...yep, cotton candy. mom, when we get home can we watch a movie together?"
me: "of course."
noah: "mom, can i get pokemon black and white ds games too? you need both. see, this one is black, and this one is white and you HAVE to get both."
me: "sorry. put it on your birthday list."

we made it home. we put a movie in. he ate some cotton candy. we were happy. and he even continued to sit on my lap.

this was another conversation we had a couple days later.
noah: "mom, do we still have my cotton candy left?"
me: "yes we do."
lana and eddie: "what!!!??? you have cotton candy? where? when? for real?"
noah: "yea, mom bought me some the other night..."
ceily: "gross. cotton candy."
after they ate the rest of the cotton candy, the evening activities of homework and dishes and tickle monster commenced. enter noah...

noah: "mom, you said i could have some cotton candy?"
me: "i already gave you some."
noah: "no, that was my twin. when i was upstairs brushing my teeth that was my twin."
me: "oh. i didn't know you had a twin."
noah: "well, it's my robot twin that i built and then painted."
me: "sorry. i gave all the cotton candy to your twin."
noah: "oh man."

see, i love it when he sits on my lap.
love. it.