Last night I was cuddling my son before bed. I told him I was glad he liked to cuddle with me now because he wouldn't want to when he got older. He was a bit upset by that statement and said, "I'll always want to cuddle with you, mommy, even when I grow up. When I go to college I'm going to write you notes and send you some of my gummy bears." Then he thought for a minute and said, "But could you write the note, because I'll need help spelling?"