What Do You Say To That!

Kids have this uncanny way of knowing just how to pull at our heart strings. Tonight an hour past bedtime Mason is still awake. I was more upset about his screaming fest than the hour. After a short lecture about the time and the long day ahead of him and how tired he must be I caved in, sang him a song and held his hand while he drifted off to sleep. Between heavy breaths he tells me he is happy now. What do you say to that?