On weekend nights Sam likes to sleep out in the living room. Who am I kidding, he'd sleep there every night, but we only let him on the weekends. Our routine those nights is for him to choose a couch to sleep on and I tuck him in with a pillow and quilt from the quilt basket along with plenty of hugs and kisses. One night Sam asked if he could have just a little bit more time on the computer, "please, pretty please, with a cherry on top?" Being the mean mother that I am, I said no and sent him out to the living room while I tucked the girls in. Later, when I went out to take care of Sam, I found these little notes taped to the arm of the couch he was laying on.
I didn't know whether to cry or laugh after reading them. The kicker was him clarifying that it was "not opposite day" because isn't that exactly what anyone's first thought would be? Apparently, he really wanted to make sure to drive his point home. I managed to convince him to take a blanket and pillow but he still would not let me kiss him. Sam being Sam though, he didn't stay mad all that long. He came in my room a little later with tears on his cheek and said he didn't want me to kiss him still , because he was still a little angry, but could I please kiss him in the morning.