Last night as I was tucking Noah in and saying prayers, I told him that Daddy would come check on him when he got home (Matt has been at work past 9 every night this week). He asked why, and I said because he misses him and loves him.
Fast Forward to 5:00am.
Pitter-patter of little feet in our room.
N: (whisper) Dad?
D: What Noah?
N: Dad, did you check me in yet?
The not so cute part was that Matt could not go back to sleep, so he got up, showered and went to work.
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