it's heartbreaking putting little man to bed these days...he finds just the right words to affect me. he's very attached to me and wants me to stay with him all the time these days, most especially at night when it's bedtime. so when it's time for lights out, he's crying, trying to cling to me, and begging for me to stay. i find myself having a harder time leaving ozzy than i did mimi. maybe it's because mimi would give up the fight a lot sooner, whereas ozzy will go on and on until i can actually feel myself teetering on the edge of giving in. i guess the lesson here is that if you persist long enough, you can get what you want. come to think of it, i think it's how i got DH to propose to me. ;) after washing up, playing with trains, singing songs, and reading books, it's time for lights out. well, putting ozzy to bed, goes something like this: okay ozzy, time to sleep. no, mommy, stay with me! (thru sobbing tears) i dont want you ...