A touching moment with the Little Man

Kelly went into the Little Man’s room to check on him and turn off a space heater that takes the chill out of the room at night. She accidentally woke him up and he was not a happy camper. I got him some milk and sat in the rocking chair with him so that Kelly could go back to bed. I sang to him, Bing Crosby tunes, as usual, and after about 15 minutes of this his eyes were looking heavy. I paused and rocked him for a moment. My eyes had adjusted to the dark and I saw him open his eyes for a second and look at me.

“Do you want me to sing to you some more?” I asked him.

And with a look of complete calm on his little face, he whispered,” Yeah.”

I started to sing again and he closed his eyes. But wow, what a cool moment.

4 thoughts on “A touching moment with the Little Man

  1. You realize the connotations your post title has, don’t you? Such as, “Hey I have ‘touching moments’ with my ‘little man’ all the time!”
    Yes, leave it to me to make a sensitive father/son moment into something dirty.

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