Sweet Hearts and Moments I want to remember....

I can't believe I forgot to post this story a few weeks ago, but I was reminded of it again yesterday.

The night before school started for Gavin I read him a few back to school books like I always do. The one in particular that I love is "The Kissing Hand." It is about a baby raccoon who doesn't want to go to school, but the Momma raccoon tells him a secret. She kisses his hand and says when you miss me, remember this kiss and how it warms your heart. It can never be washed off, it is always there. So she tells her little raccoon to think of her kiss on his hand when he needs her. So, I proceed to grab Gavin's hand and kiss it and as soon as I do he grabs mine, unravels my fingers and kisses mine too. He is such a sweet boy. I just HUGGED him tight and the tears started flowing. I hugged him for a bit as I didn't want him to know I was upset. I didn't want him worrying about me missing him while he was at his first day of school. And that is the kind of boy he is. He would worry if he thought I was sad. And that is also why I was thankful that I didn't bat a tear until walking out of his classroom that first day.

So fast forward to this past Thursday. I was running to school because Mommy forgot to put an animal in his backpack that he wanted to bring. So I drop the stuffed monkey off and then got in my car to leave when I notice his class was at recess. My heart broke into a million little pieces when I saw him walking around the playground with his chin on his chest, looking at the ground, walking around by himself. I stopped and watched for a few minutes, I just knew he was crying. He wasn't, but he sure looked that sad. And my boy is hardly ever like that. IT BROKE MY HEART. Totally Broke it. This is my social, loving life, has a ton of friends kid. He got home that day and I asked how his day was, and he smiled and said he loved school. I asked who he played with or talked to, and he tells me, "I pretty much just talk to my teacher." Then I asked who he played with and he said, "No one really wanted to play with me." What? Who wouldn't want to play with my sweet, loving, little man? I asked him, "Does that make you sad?" And he said, "No, remember the hand mom?? Your kiss can't wash off? I remember that and I am not sad."

I just love this boy. He has such a sweet heart.

(And in case you are wondering, we talked about how to ask a friend to play at recess and Friday went much better. He also met a little boy down the street who is in Kindergarten, that we had never met and they have a recess play date set for next week!! I think it's hard going somewhere new and not having the same friends in your class that he's had for the last few years. I am sure in no time he will be the little socialite he's always been.)

And another sweet story...

Ellie walks Frank to his car every morning before work. She loves walking Daddy to his car and on rare occasion when he leaves before she wakes up, she is hysterical because she didn't get to say goodbye to Daddy. Well, yesterday as she walked him to the car she said, "Daddy, I love you sooooo much. Aren't you soooooo excited?? It's almost the weekend baby and you get to play with me alllllll day!" She sure does love her Daddy!! And with comments like that, is it no wonder she has Daddy wrapped around her little finger!