Sweet Boy

Last night I got home from work around 9:40pm.... feeling a little grumpy and tired. I walk in the house and say hello to my exhausted husband, who can barely muster up a grunt in response and is just about passed out on the couch. Needless to say, his welcome didn't really make my mood any better. So I head into the kitchen to get a bite to eat when Iain starts calling me. I go upstairs thinking he is going to be whining that he wants a drink or can't get to sleep or something. I look into his room and he is sitting on his bed with a huge smile on his face and when he sees me he starts clapping his hands and bouncing on his bed. As soon as I walked in his room he wanted to give me a hug. He told me that he heard my car pull in the driveway and he wanted to say goodnight to me. What a sweet little mood booster!