Innocence

Tonight Max asked me to give him a sponge bath again. Now, Max's sponge baths are more of a washcloth rinsed down outside the tub but nonetheless you feel special the two times he's gotten one now.  During this I noticed he needed some cream on his Hiney as he must've been trying to do the wiping himself and had a horrible rash. He's at that lovely phase where we need to allow him to make these mistakes so he learns, but he still just my baby who can't handle the pain and wants mommy to fix it immediately.

We had into his bedroom so I can put some cream on his Hiney and he takes the position with all four on the floor, then he happily looks back at me from underneath his legs and begins to have a conversation with me.

This moment is so humorous and innocent to me. There is such a small period of one's life where they would feel comfortable having a conversation with anyone in this position. As I look at Max and try to keep a straight face answering his questions, I stare through the figure of a growing boy at the innocence in his words and on his face. It's an image that I can't decide if I want to forget or remember forever. 

He is such a sweet boy. I love that he is still innocent and trusting and curious. I don't want to send him off to th big bad world of kindergarden. Things will be so different in a year.