A little bit ago I went in to get Andrew when he woke up from his nap. He was so sweet... he asked me to lay down with him and snuggled up to me and said "Mama, I like being with you." It was one of those moments that melts a mother's heart. Then he put his finger in my face and asked me "do you want to smell my finger?" I politely declined. I'm not sure what he had done to it, but I was pretty confident I didn't want to smell whatever was on his finger.