Tonight I put Ryker to sleep.
We were right at the end of the routine where the light is already off, I give him a kiss and leave the room. He took my face in his hands and said, "Mommy, you're my favorite...um..."
"I'm your favorite Mommy?"
He was searching for the right words.
"Your my... your my whole world."
Winning the lottery ain't got NOTHIN' on that.
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