I laid down in L's bed last night as we were reading scriptures. He crawled under his covers and sidled up to me so our foreheads were almost touching. We stared into each other's eyes for a moment. Then a strand of hair fell across one of my eyes, and he reached one hand up to brush it out of the way. And with the perfect sincerity of a five-year-old boy, he said, "Mom. You are so beautiful, Mom." Swoon. Then he said, "'Cept... 'cept... I wish your eyes were blue." Hmm.
Someday he will grow up and maybe find a set of blue eyes he'd rather stare into. It just might break my heart a little.
4 comments:
oh my gosh, he is such a stud! How do you guys raise such amazing kiddos? I really need to visit and get some advice!
Loved this!
awww...still so sweet even if your eyes aren't his color of choice. Those bedtime pictures are so sweet. They must make your heart melt looking at your little brood!
tearing up over here. how sweet is that. maddie does that same sort of thing... followed by "mom your hair feels like straw, when are you gonna get that stuff cut." lol
oh lukie... you heartmelter.
more posts, noey, mas mas mas!!
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