Tonight as I was reading PioneerWomans blog about her ballet headshot (before I read of her brush with death afterwards) it got me to thinking about something the Nidge said to me a few weeks ago...
"Momma"
"Yes monkey"
"What's those?"
"What's what baby?"
"Those" as he points to my forehead...
"Oh, those...those are mommy's wrinkles"
"Why you have sprinkles mommy?" as he wrinkles his nose up to make his own sprinkles...
"Oh cuz momma's old and I got those from working too much" *wink*
"Momma?"
"Yes monkey"
"Read me story?"
"Yes monkey"
I live for these moments even when they do bring to light that I'm not getting any younger!
7 months ago
I love to think of them as our "stripes". We have earned them! I wear mine with pride.
ReplyDeleteThose moments in time are the ones we store away and think about on their wedding days, or quiet afternoons when we are in our
60's.
I so miss reading to my children. Fortunately, I am expecting a grandchild in March, and to say I am excited would be one of the biggest understatements of the year!
Tracey