He's got my back.

Max crawled into our bed this morning and snuggled right in.  

I grunted a bit as I "tried" to roll over to say good morning.

Max says:  "Mom, I hope you don't get pregnant again after you have this baby."

I could've (and did) kiss him for saying that in front of David (a.k.a. "The Impregnator").

Drama

The other night while tucking Jane in (she likes me to lay with her for a while), she says:

Jane:  "Mom, why do you and dad sleep in the same bed?"

Me:  "Jane, one day when you're all grown up you'll have a husband that you can snuggle up to and you'll have a bed for just the two of you"

Jane (starting to cry):  "But nobody is ever going to want to marry me!"

Me (trying to stiffle the giggles):  "Jane, trust me, you are going to have a whole bunch of boys lined up wanting to marry you.  Then you get to sit back and pick which one you want!"

Jane (crying louder now):  "But I already picked Sam and he doesn't want me!!!"

Ahh, the drama begins.  Watch out Sam (neighbor boy, who would indeed make a rather fine catch) Janie has her eye on you and you'll never know what hit ya if she finally catches you.