Little boys make me smile.

Zach is a lot like I am when he first wakes up. He doesn't want any interaction with other humans until he's had a chance to stare into space for awhile. He usually does this wake up routine while sitting in my lap. After a bit I'll ask him how his sleep was, he gives me a hug and kiss, then I fix his breakfast.

On Tuesday morning, after our cuddle, I asked him if he had a good sleep and instead of his mumbled reply he said, "It was real good. I had a good dream. It was about girls." He did not offer any more information about his dream and I did not ask!