Love Thursday & my comfort
Isn’t it strange and wonderful how each kid is so amazingly different? I marvel at my kids sometimes, each one has his own specialness, his own strengths, his own weaknesses, and each, my favorite, depending on my mood.
My first born has so much of me in him it’s a bit scary, he has an answer for everything, which he executes with such confidence and “spunk” that it’s hard not to smile, today I asked his brother if he has taken off his boots, and my ‘mini-me’ said “don’t you see 2 pairs of boots there?”, to which I responded, “well, yes, I guess I did”, and he quickly retorted, “then why would you ask him if he took them off, huh??”
I love him to pieces, that kid, he is my rock sometimes, he is the one who comforts me, he is the one who notices if I am upset, he is the one who knows if I need something, he is the one who says “mommy, I love you” just for no reason at all, the one I almost lost, I feel really blessed to be his mom.
