I woke up the other day to this little man padding around in his green Incredible Hulk jammies looking at me with a silly crooked smile.  How many mornings have I done this?  How many early morning whisperings about cartoons and football games? How many more will there be?  Not enough, is my verdict now as they are dwindling and young men are appearing where bitty guys used to be. I have loved being the mother of little boys. These may well be the last set of superhero pj's in our house.  If they are, I am really going to miss them.  

But they are here today.  And for that I am thankful.

wishing you a very blessed Thanksgiving Day