I sat in the floor. He sat in my lap. He sat and leaned into me because he loves me and I was there.
He is getting big enough that it is uncomfortable. His weight strains my back muscles because there is nothing for me to lean against. His not so little body overflowed my lap.
The leader asks the group a question and he doesn't respond. I whisper it in his ear and he whispers back he doesn't know. I know that means he is too shy to answer. I lean forward and kiss the back of his head, glad that he still allows this.
He is six so it won't last much longer. He won't want my lap forever so I ignore the sore back and discomfort from the floor.
The last time he shows such affection won't come with warning or fanfare so I treasure each time in my heart.
My baby is growing up.
Oh, that's precious. A child's uncensored love is definitely something to treasure!
ReplyDeleteOh, I have to go wake up my six year old now and hug her : )
ReplyDeleteThat's so sweet
Awww...that is so sweet - I wish that you have enough moments like that to fill your heart for a lifetime.
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