Sometimes on Tuesdays Carter and I stay up late together and walk the dog. We have important conversations like, what his favorite Halloween Decor was, and what kind of Christmas lights we should buy. Then we nonchalantly cuddle the dog on the kitchen floor, while I force extreme close-ups on him. He doesn't put up much of a fight.
After that, I read him a few Chapters from his favorite series (How to Train Your Dragon) and then cry myself to sleep thinking about how mature he is, and how much I love him.
Only on Tuesdays though. PS- we got a dog.