Friday, July 06, 2007

My New Favorite Memory

Just a little while ago, Barrett and Fisher were both playing on their own in the living room while I sat on the couch enjoying a few minutes of television that wasn't Dora, Diego, Barney, or Baby Einstein.

Barrett climbed on the couch and obvioulsly wanted my attention. I muted the tv and asked what he wanted me to do.

We read Everybody Poops, his new favorite book, and then he stood up and put his nose to mine.

He does this when he really wants me to listen to what he has to say.

With his nose still against mine, he put his hand gently on my cheek, looked in my eyes and said, "Love you Mommy."

I almost cried.

I told him I loved him too, then he kissed my nose and again said, "Love Mommy."

Because I giggled, he continued to keep his hand on my cheek as he kissed both my cheeks, my chin, my forehead, and then my lips.

After he gave me all the kisses, he put his nose on me again and said, "Mommy loves Barrett."

I cried.

I cried and told him I didn't want him to get any bigger.

One day, he won't want to kiss me and tell me he loves me and that breaks my heart.

Why do sweet little boys have to grow up to be men that don't love and kiss on their mommies?

4 comments:

Laura Neal said...

Oh, that is so sweet!

Anonymous said...

Precious moments. Reminds me of the day not so long ago when I had you and Gretchen in the stroller in the mall. We were looking at Xmas decorations and your were all dressed up. The moment was so perfect I started crying, realizing you could not stay little. Take heart, your children become even more precious to you as they grow.
You will remember those kisses forever!!!

Anonymous said...

Awwwwwww! Well, at least boys love their moms more than girls do as they get older...

Anonymous said...

Being one of those "boys" who grew up and for a time did not kiss my mom and tell her I love her enough, I will tell you to take heart. We do come back and remember. I told your grandmother I loved her everytime I was with her- and a forever memory is the peaceful smile she gave me when I said those words as the last words she heard. We all love our mothers- and always, always will

Love

Dad