Sweet Boy

I don't want to ever forget your sweetness. 

When you look at me and say "Mommy, you are so pretty", I melt.

I love how you often ask "Mommy, you don't want me to get bigger?" 

I say "Nope, I want you to stay little forever."

And then you end with "But I'm going to get bigger mommy."

And then we smile at each other.

I love how you let me know I'm a good cook, or you like my glasses.

And when you make me a bracelet out of your connecting toys. 

You always want to kiss my booboos just like I do yours.

And when I bump into something, you pat me and say, "it will be ok mommy".

A family member posted this last week on FaceBook and I fell in love:

A little boy and his mother were crossing a river. 

Mother: "Please hold my hand"

Boy: "No mom, you hold my hand"

Mother: "What's the difference?"

Boy: "If I hold your hand and something happens to me, I might let go of your hand. 

But if you hold my hand, I know for sure you will never let go. 

Swoon.