AWWWWWWWW!

Last night, after prayers and stories, Myles and I were snuggling in his bed. He held my face in his hands and said, "Thanks, Mom. Just. Thanks."
"Oh, for what?"
"For lovin'" he said dreamily.
AWWWWW. Right then I felt so guilty for threatening him at lunch with getting a nanny, which did get him to snap back into line, or at least, stop spilling his milk intentionally everywhere.