Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Love . . .

My sweet five your old hugged me tight and squeezed my sides.  He sighed, "Squishy, sweet mamma."    He hugged and squeezed some more, "Soft, squishy, sweet mamma."

I giggled, knowing that the love of my five year old even covers the "soft and squishy".  Oh, the love.

4 comments:

Hannah said...

That's so sweet. Personally, that's why I ingest so much chocolate...I want to be soft and comfortable for little ones. It's a cross I have to bear...

Christine said...

The things we do for our children . . .

Alice Lynn Alfred said...

Aren't children wonderful!! The way he stated that shows that you are teaching him about love from the heart and not based on physical appearance....this will bless his future wife!!! Your doing something right, Christine!!!

Kristin said...

And I was feeling kind of bad about all of my squishy parts! ;o)