I Promise

We have been staying up way too late watching the Olympics this week (and trying to avoid any live updates). While snuggled up to D-man on the couch last night watching the Olympics (T-man had gone to bed), I asked him if he would still watch the Olympics with me in four years. I joked around and said that in 4 years, he wouldn't want to be hanging of with Mom. 

When I put him to bed that night and gave him a hug, he said, "I promise." Man, that just melted my heart. I do hope it comes true. But, for now I will cherish our time watching the Sochi games and watching him (as I left after volunteering at the school), completely oblivious to all around him, as he "skated" on the ice and was working on his jumps and turns. The Olympic dream is in all of us. 

The Olympic Dreamer