This kid melts my heart...

...yesterday at the park, RJ wanted to go really high on the swing, or as he says, "higher to the moon like Buzz." He's graduated to the big boy swings so this makes me a little nervous, but I must grant his wish because swinging high is a part of being a little boy. So I say to him, "ok, RJ, I'll swing you high, but please hold on for dear life." He went high, had a blast, and of course lived.

So this morning, during our morning couch-cuddle-watch tv-snuggle time, I hugged him and he wasn't hugging back. I told him to hug me back, and he squeezed me tight and said, "ok, Mom, I'll hold on for dear life."