little boy inside

Yesterday I got a smile that will last a long time. My giant son came into my room talking to my husband and I (while we got ready for the day) and crawled into my bed, pulling the covers up just like he did when he was a little boy. I'd been up for hours, of course, but seeing him there made me smile.
I think he's back, new and improved.
He smiled at me before he headed off to work.
I'm only holding my breath a little these days.