A Little Something Special

I have a quirk. Surprised?! Ok, I have many quirks, but one of them is my love for a freshly made bed. I don't mean in the morning when you've finished sleeping. I mean the clean sheets kind of freshly made bed. It's kind of a big deal around our house - well, it is to me anyway!

Tonight I was upstairs changing Noah's bed. He comes into his room to talk to me. While we're talking about our favorite pillow thickness and other attributes, he starts this soliloquy, "I love these sheets. They are the softest sheets I have. I miss them terribly when they're not on my bed and I have to have those sheets (he points to the set I've just removed and wrinkles his nose). You make my bed so nicely, Mom. I love clean sheet day. You must really love me to make my bed so nicely." Wow! I felt such a surge of warmth, love, and alarm all at the same time. I've created a monster! Some day, he will be married. Some day, he will say to his wife, "My MOM always changed our sheets on Monday night. She ALWAYS folded down the top and fluffed my pillows!" and then he'll get hit!