Sweet boy story #5,080

One of the things I am most thankful for about Henry is the fact that he is, for the most part, incredibly sweet. We are constantly getting praise from him (i.e. "good job putting your shoes on, Dad" or "you're a good mommy") but last night, he said something that still has me smiling. Around 11:00 I woke up to the sounds of talking in his room. Normally, if he wakes up in the night, he cries out to one of us to come deal with whatever issue woke him up. But, this time was different. I walked into his room and he seemed genuinely surprised to see me.

"Oh, I was just being silly.....sorry to wake you up, dad."
"It's okay, buddy. Everything okay?"
"Yeah, just being silly....good night, dad."
"Good night, buddy."

I have no idea why he was awake at 11:00 at night, what he was talking to himself about or how long he stayed awake after I left. But, something about that moment made me want to weep. He was sorry he woke me up.