...to share a moment

...from my son this evening at bedtime.

The scene:

The lights are low.  He he so sweet lying there nearly asleep.

I am sleepy too.  My slightly ruffled hair is down around my shoulders.  I lean over to rub my sweet son's forehead and he says:

Mom.  You know you kinda look like a caveman.

(Image below now permeates my thoughts).

You know...here with the dark.  And your long hair down.

(Perhaps this is his vision)

Let's see.  

Nope.  I don't know.

Perhaps I should work with him next on how to compliment the ladies....