I hear Elijah walking up behind me and turn to ask, "Is your room clean yet?" and this is what I see:
It takes a moment for it to register and then we all fall into peals of laughter at my son's shenanigans. And the fact that he knew what I was going to say before I said it. Am I really that predictable? Apparently.
With moments like these, I think we can make it through Monday.
p.s. It's 10:46 pm. I composed this post at 9:03 am. It's been a looong day :).