He has more personality than I know what to do with, and I could soak it up all day long. For a lifetime.
Eddie was at Grandma's house for a sleepover, so I had a full day that was just me and George.
Well, Frances was here, too, but she sleeps a lot.
We laughed, ate a few breakfasts, told silly stories, ran errands.
Just regular daily life.
But with only one boy needing my attention, there were more opportunities for sweet little moments that can be
easy to miss in the regular chaos.
Like when we're driving to the post office and George suddenly says,
"I really love you, Mom."
Cue my heart falling into a puddle.
Or his out of the blue request for a "juicy kiss".
His eagerness to help me, whatever I'm doing - whether it's making dinner or working in the garden,
or feeding his sister a bottle, he's there.
He was content to sit in the sun, digging quietly in the dirt for ages while I planted my flowers.
My little buddy.
When I think about it too long, I get a little teary. That this boy with his hot little temper,
insatiable appetite, goofy sense of humor and always runny nose, has a boundless love for me.
I'm more than grateful.
I'm in awe.
It is in days like today - with more time to savor - that I realize what a gift I have in my children.
Not just a weighty responsibility, which is how it can feel so often,
but a million moments of joy and sweetness that I can soak up, if I choose to.
I am blessed four times over (and five soon enough).
And today I am grateful for all the little moments that I got my with my George.
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