I took my son to the library tonight, even though he had just been to the one at school today, it's freezing cold and is threatening snow any minute. Afterwards, as he was curled up with one of the books he brought home, I put my arms around him and said, "Am I the best mom or what?"
"Yes, and sometimes the worst," he said, turning his face to kiss me.
Wow. I even got a kiss
"You, too," I said. Then I corrected myself. "No, you're never the worst."