The Little Things

The 6-year-old fell asleep on his mom's lap by the fire pit last night. I picked him up to take him to bed and, on the way, with his eyes still closed he says, "Will you lay with me 'til I fall back to sleep?" I told him, "Of course I will," and he replied, "You're such a nice dad." Aw, heart melted. I try, kiddo. I try.