I was lovingly tucking my first born son into bed tonight. I was stroking his (coarse) hair and was lavishing him with compliments of how smart, polite, thoughtful, funny, etc. he was. My hearts had eyes in them for this wonderful boy I've been blessed with. During the middle of said lavishing, Camden rolled over and said, "ok, bye Mom.". The hearts flying from my eyes froze mid air. I just know that there has never been one instance in my life that I have stopped people when they were in the middle of complimenting me.
Camden was asking about the process of how he was born. It wasn't a painful conversation, but I was using scientific terms like uterus and epidurals. (j/k about the epidural. I'm milking the pain of childbirth for as long as I can). He finally admitted that there were still things he didn't quite understand, but that's ok because he's six and is still learning. I laughed and said, "Hey! We're all always learning. I'm 35 and learn stuff every day!". I didn't think a thing of this but Camden, of course, pointed out that I am not, in fact, '35' anymore...
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