The past two mornings John has woken up early and come into our room. This morning it was 5:30 and he walked in saying “My back hurts.” We just let him climb into the bed and snuggle with us. Which basically means that he is kicking and rolling around while Daddy and I are disturbed. I tried to fall back asleep before my alarm went off, but that didn’t happen. I jumped into the shower. I was almost done and I could hear John talking. I poked my head out and he says “Mommy, I’m happy that you are my mommy.” And in that instant he was forgiven.