Come back, mama!

Finn is absolutely adorable and every night (and I mean EVERY night) part of our new bedtime ritual has become those little words in the title being plaintively called out from under the door: "come back, mama, come back!"  Kills me!  And of course, I do. How can I not respond to that and still call myself human. At times it does get quite annoying, and that's also the human side of me. Then he obediently crawls back into bed, cuddles up with his blue puppy and white bunny rabbit, I put all three blankets back on him, and he sweetly asks me to sing a song. Our repertoire usually consists of "silent night", "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas," and "edelweiss.". My favorite part is when he sings along with me. I choose to treasure those moments because they won't last forever.