Tell me that 4yr old isn’t madly in love with me.
Sorry, but he is.
He’s our little man of leisure. He wears superhero tee shirts (this superman one about 99.9% of time) under his church clothes so the minute he gets in the car after church he can tear off the buttoned monstrosity and get comfy.
Recently his mother informed me he brought a pillow to the beach. Smartest kid alive.
He is also usually the one to initiate the “love nest” which involves blankets and pillows and couches and movies and books and snuggling and him wanting it but squirming away from it giggling.
Thank heaven for 4yr old boys.