After a long day at the hospital yesterday, my cell phone rings last night at 10 pm. It is my friend who is watching Levi. She sweetly tells me that she thinks Levi needs to come home (instead of spending the night with his buddy as originally planned). She tells me that he keeps talking about needing a hug from his mom. Oh my sweet boy!
I apologize for the inconvenience of her husband having to bring Levi home, and she says it is no problem. I wait for our buzzer to ring- and meet Levi downstairs. As soon as we get into our building he says to me, "the covers were itchy and I didn't know how to tell her that in German, and when you said goodbye to me, you only gave me a kiss and I needed a hug too!"