Affection
Luke,
You are such an affectionate boy. In the past 6 months you have continued to become more and more affectionate - towards your mama, in particular. You love to give me all sorts of kisses on my face. Sometimes you kiss each cheek very slowly, quite affectionately. Other times you smooch me and hug me fast and crazy, giving me rapid-fire kisses. And often you will just hold my face in your soft, little hands and tell me you love me. A few nights ago I was lying in bed with you as you were falling asleep. You always make me turn my face toward you so you can put one hand on my face and keep it there, sometimes softly rubbing my face, other times just still. As you put your little hands on my face last night you said, "I wuv you, Mommy." Then a pause. Then, "I wuv your soft face." Later, I heard you whisper, "Thank you for Mommy." I asked you what you had said and you repeated it. You were praying to Jesus, as we do each night. We had prayed earlier, and usually me or daddy pray, so it was amazing to hear you say that, knowing that you are listening when we pray and understanding prayer.
Then last night, again lying in bed, you had your hands on my face and your little face was an inch from mine. You said, "I wuv you, Mom. You're cute." (random). Then a few seconds later you said, "I wuv you, Mom. I wuv your black shirt, Mama." You often rub your face against my clothes if you like them, telling me they are so soft and that you like the color.
And tonight you said, "I just love Mommies." Period. Then a few minutes later you said, "Mommy, I just reawwy wuv your face, Mommy" as you held it in your hands.
Lately you have requested to hold hands when praying. So you, me, and daddy all hold hands before meals or before bedtime prayers. It was your idea, and so sweet.
Last week I was lying on the carpet in the hallway and said, "I'm tired." You asked, "Do you want something to drink, hon?" I giggled, then agreed that maybe that would help so you went to get me a bottle of water. You obviously pick these things up from your dad and me.
Okay, my last story about your affectionate little personality. When you are hurt or sad and we are holding you, and your arms are wrapped around us, you pat OUR backs as though you are comforting us...but it must also comfort you. It is sweet. The other day you had to sit on your stool in your room for misbehaving and you were so upset, crying hysterically. I came in to calm you down and you said, "Hold me for a second" and then "Just hold me a sec" and as I did you patted my back.
Ahh, my sweet Luke. Don't ever stop rubbing your sweet little hands over my face or kissing me like crazy. I love it and I love YOU.
Love, Mom
Then last night, again lying in bed, you had your hands on my face and your little face was an inch from mine. You said, "I wuv you, Mom. You're cute." (random). Then a few seconds later you said, "I wuv you, Mom. I wuv your black shirt, Mama." You often rub your face against my clothes if you like them, telling me they are so soft and that you like the color.
And tonight you said, "I just love Mommies." Period. Then a few minutes later you said, "Mommy, I just reawwy wuv your face, Mommy" as you held it in your hands.
Lately you have requested to hold hands when praying. So you, me, and daddy all hold hands before meals or before bedtime prayers. It was your idea, and so sweet.
Last week I was lying on the carpet in the hallway and said, "I'm tired." You asked, "Do you want something to drink, hon?" I giggled, then agreed that maybe that would help so you went to get me a bottle of water. You obviously pick these things up from your dad and me.
Okay, my last story about your affectionate little personality. When you are hurt or sad and we are holding you, and your arms are wrapped around us, you pat OUR backs as though you are comforting us...but it must also comfort you. It is sweet. The other day you had to sit on your stool in your room for misbehaving and you were so upset, crying hysterically. I came in to calm you down and you said, "Hold me for a second" and then "Just hold me a sec" and as I did you patted my back.
Ahh, my sweet Luke. Don't ever stop rubbing your sweet little hands over my face or kissing me like crazy. I love it and I love YOU.
Love, Mom
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