Sunshine

7:00 am this morning I hear, "MAMA!" I race into the bedroom, crawl into the bed and say, "Good Morning Melese. How did you sleep?"

He replies, "Good, Mama."

I say, "Did you dream?" He nods his head yes and I say, "What did you dream about Melese?"

He smiles big, taps my chest with his finger and squeals, "You Mama!"