Every night, when he goes to bed, my eldest likes me to sit with him so we can talk about our day.
And I have to admit, a lot of the time it drives me crazy!
Not because I don't love him to bits, of course, but just because by that time of night I'm normally exhausted and pretty much at the end of my rope.
But today I got thinking about how quickly my boys are growing, and that before too long, he probably won't want me sitting on his bed and chatting to him.
So today I'm grateful for the time I spent sitting with my son and sharing the events of the day.