Where the Wild Things Are

Last night after getting the kids in bed Brett and I decided to watch "Where the Wild Things Are". Last week we moved a tv into our bedroom...we haven't' had one in our room for years but we thought it would be fun to be able to watch movies in bed together. (you know you're getting old when you'd rather do that then go out on a Saturday night!) So we made our coffee, put on our sweats and crawled into bed for a movie and a snuggle. About half way through the movie Phoenix woke up...I think he woke himself up coughing. Brett rocked him and put him back in bed. He got up again. For a second time Brett rocked him and told him to stay in bed. And he got up again. Every time he got up he had been saying he was hungry...which we didn't pay a whole lot of attention to because that's his current excuse every time he gets out of bed at night. Well "hungry" and "boogies" are the top two excuses.
So instead of putting him in bed I scooped him up into our bed with us and opened a cup of oranges (which are one of his favorite foods). I had already offered him a chocolate chip cookie, yogurt and pears which he said no to. So he spent the next hour snuggling with us, eating and bouncing around on our bed while we watched the movie in the dark.
I'm sure there are a lot of things that we are supposed to get out of "Where the Wild Things Are, but more than anything it spoke to me about understanding my kids hearts. And about loving their little hearts. Last night Phoenix needed to be in bed sleeping. And Brett and I needed some time together without kids. But more than that, we need to pay him a little extra attention. Since my kids are so close in age (18 months apart) they rarely get time with us alone...they do everything together. This is a good thing a lot of the time...they have their own built in best friend and play buddy. But sometimes they just need something a little extra from us. How sad it would have been we had missed out on this chance to spend time with our son.