Midnight madness

For the past couple of weeks, Brett has been crawling into bed beside me at some point during the night. Last night it was at about 2am. He wanted to chat and I couldn't curb my desire to kiss the back of his freshly shorn neck. He giggled a little and settled down. A little while later, I felt a little hand on my face. "I seeeeee you, Mommy." In the dark? While you're supposed to be sleeping? (And I almost was.) Then fingers in my ear. "Ticka, ticka, ticka."

Of course when I want a warm baby cuddle he kicks me and rolls over.

(BTW, he's not sad in this pic, just in the middle of saying "no picture, Mommy."