Thursday, November 16, 2006

Today's Moment of Unbearable Sweetness


My son wakes up at an ungodly hour every morning. I don't think it is sacriligious to say it is ungodly hour. Because I act ungodly at that hour every day. At five thirty am, my little guy was playing board games with his sister, coloring pictures, and making gigantic messes today. So I arrive on the scene, bleary eyed, trying to find the coffee pot, and instantly start telling my son to clean up his messes in a tone that is less than sweet. I confess...I'm an absolute crank in the morning.

So I am clearing the table of the papers and crayons so I can serve breakfast and I find this:

In Vin's own words, it says, "When I was two, I had the memories. I can remember my mom singing me a sweet song. I had a crib. I had a blanket."

Color me a puddle on the floor. Breakfast was late because I had to hug my little man.

5 comments:

courtney said...

it's the "free" kisses that always melt me--the random ones that Dora finds me in the house to give me. It's also hearing the sleepy little voice at the end of the day that says "love you too mommy..."
I'm mush then--someday Bubba's gonna learn that's when to ask for a car or something

ash said...

you must be pretty special to deserve all those transformer stickers!

klasieprof said...

I have a spongy thing William made with his picture in a heart in it..It says///" I love you mom and dad because you let me use the internet and you take care of me.".

awwwhhh.

WOOTS to all kewl kids.

just learning "WOOT" is the "hip" way of cheering now.

Amber said...

I can't wait to be a puddle on the floor like that!

The Fowler Family said...

See- he doesn't remember 5:30 in the morning either :)

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