Maybe I am waxing philosophical tonight, but, after our wonderful three days celebrating our 7 year old grandson's birthday, it has brought me a smile to think back and remember. This little man is now 6 months old...six months on the earth...six months of eating and sleeping and communicating, in his own special "Joshy" way...and yet, he has learned what we often forget: The one person who will always protect us, keep us safe, care for us, and never ever stop loving us is: our Mommy! This little man certainly knows who "butters his bread" so to speak, and wants to never be away from her, never have her out of his sight.
The look of concern begins with the eyes, and a cute little lower lip that starts to show bigger and bigger. Then, it's the terror in the eyes, then the cries..."Where is she? Where is the only one who can truly love me? Where is my Mommy?"
Now, this little one is totally happy, and even smiles...as long as he is in her protective arms.
Every morning, he would get up...and look at me...Yep, Joshy, she's still here...that strange lady that tries to hold you when Mommy goes with brother or sister, that crazy one that tries to kiss you over and over on those sweet chubby cheeks.
Yep, she's still here. For Daddy's sake, he IS finally preferred over someone...Grammy holds him one morning, and he frantically tries to get to his daddy!
Oh, Joshy, I am not mad! You are one smart boy! Please always, always remember that Mommy will never, ever, ever stop loving you, no matter what you do, or what you say. That's the way ALL mommy's are. I love your Mommy...always have, and always always will, no matter what!
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