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A Tender Moment

There is nothing better than when you have a tender moment with one of your kids. Especially when it's your 2 year old, who thinks his world revolves around you.

The other night I was getting Charlie ready for bed. He doesn't like getting his pajamas on because it means play time is over. And also because part of our bedtime routine with him is applying his Eczema medicine. (He has a really bad case of it, poor kid.) But back to the tender moment. He is trying to run away, all the while screaming and yelling "no, no, no". I finally grab a hold of an arm and sit him on my lap. While putting on his pajama pants, my sweet, little Charlie tells me

"Going Down Mom! Down!"

Ah, the sweet moments of motherhood. The wondering where he heard that fun, wrestle-mania phrase... the self restraint used to not let him see me crack a smile because if he does, then all 5 of my kids will be saying that to me. The realization that I have more fun phrases like that to hear from our 3 little boys. The hope that they will never repeat any of those phrases to their wives. And the laughter that came later that night when I told Aaron the story, because in all reality- it was the funniest thing I have heard in a long time.

Comments

Alifinale said…
That is serious self-restraint to not laugh! That is so cute/funny!
Laurel said…
Very swwet! I love reading your blog. Your children are darling.

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