
I love it how you get excited when you arrive home after I’ve re-arranged the furniture in our living room.
I love it when you call your brother sweetie.
I love it when you tell me how much you enjoyed your supper.
I love it when you hold your brother’s hand.
I love it when you tell me you love me.
I love it how you get so excited over new socks and are appreciative.
I love the way you call out “Momma” in the night when you need someone. (Although I may not think so at the time.)
I love it when you tell me I have the softest belly in the world.
I love the way you support your brother 100% by eating gluten free.
I love it when you use your creative mind.
I love it when you say, “Good night, have a wonderful sleep.” (Every single night!)
I love it when you hug me tightly like you do.
I love it when you tell me I look nice today.
I love it that you use your manners.
I love it when you make a beautiful masterpiece just for me.

If I am having a bad day, I need to remember these things. I love being your Momma.

The boys made this stick and fern masterpiece for me because I always say how pretty the ferns are in our backyard. When you don’t think they are listening, they are.