My Miles, “helping” Daddy build a shed.
When my boys came home yesterday, Miles was the first one to bust through the door with a bang. He was talking fast about a park, a place he had played with his cousins on their trip. It seemed very urgent, what he had to say, while he held his hand behind his back. His sun-kissed cheeks were just a shade darker than three days before and I felt like I’d missed so much. It was so good for all of us, this short time apart, but then there he was, somehow suddenly older, maybe even taller, and just so perfect.
When he pulled that hand out from behind his back he was saying he found something at that park and then he saved it for me.
Here you go, Mama.
It’s a small yellow hair binder, one that must have belonged to a busy little girl. It was dirty and obviously over-stretched from all the times it was pulled wide for a pony.
I beamed.
To my boy this was not garbage, it was something that made him think of the Mama he was missing. And so he held it for another two hours on the drive home, fingers playing with it’s springy squishiness, fidgeting like he always does under the seat belt he now puts on all by himself. He had a plan in that busy little noggin of his, to hide this treasure behind his back and surprise me…
He did that for me. I’m going to keep it forever.
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how sweet!! :) those little gifts from kids are the best ones in the whole world. your writing is beautiful, love radiates through each word. what a lovely thing to read this friday morning. have a good weekend
Oh sweetness. This is so precious!
Heather.
I love you.
do you know the Billy Collins poem The Lanyard?
you can you tube it for his reading also.
Their gift to us is the ability to find magic in the simplest of gestures, and with this, it would seem like he had given you the world. I totally get that. What a sweet boy he is.
Ooooh Heather! Oh.My.Gracias! I want to hug that sweet-faced child of yours! Thanks for sharing this.
xoxo,
Lesley @Avalea
*happy sighs*
Aww, that sweet boy loves his mama. I'd keep it forever, too.
So, so lovely. Must remember to stop reading your posts on the bus. My fellow riders are beginning to suspect I'm emotionally imbalanced. Thank you for sharing this very sweet moment!
Such sweetness! Gotta love those precious gifts from our little boys, don't you?!
Aw, the love that little boys have for their momma's is just so sweet.
These are the moments I think of when people say boys feel differently than girls, etc. They are born so sweet and loving, and our job is to keep that way. Good job!
That is the sweetest thing ever.
Those boys do know the way to make us melt.
so very sweet. love.
One of the sweetest things ever. Man, I love kids.
The sweetness of littles… love it :)
That is so sweet! Boys are awesome.
The innocence warms your heart, and makes up for the tantrums or melt downs. :)
so sweet!
Ah, they are so sweet, our boys! My 5 year old does things like this, too, it makes your heart burst.
This was great to read, Heather.
When my little dude brings something home for me, from his travels with daddy, it always melts me. A little boy's love and adoration for his mama is unparalleled. This was so sweet!
That is so precious! I never dreamed before being a mother how much those special little gifts would mean.
What a sweet little pea! Such a simple yet poignant moment that would be forgotten without the magic of blogging!
In the end, it is always and only the thought that counts.
Cheers,
Casey
seriously precious!
This was so touching, and then that last photo? KILLED me! I cried. I just love these years of funny little gifts, how they show us their hearts in the simplest ways. Your post encapsulated this beautifully.
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God Bless You ~Ron
What a wonderful treasure! I loved it when one of mine would bring me something, or make me something, like that.
Sweet, sweet boy. This just pulled on this boy-Momma's heart-strings!!
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