Yesterday I plopped down on the chaise lounge and put my hands on my head.
“What’s wong mommy?” asked Drew.
“I have a headache.”
“Oh.” and then he kissed my cheek to make me feel better and start rubbing my head with his tiny little hands.
Then Beau, who was struggling to get up on the lounge with us, finally made his way up. Seeing his big brother give mommy a kiss, he, in his toddler way, stumbled forward and gave me a kiss as well. He must have felt like he needed some practice, because he kissed me many times. (This is his first attempt at kisses, by the way.)
I love my little boys.