Aug 22, 2005 00:54
Sometimes when I'm watching Xander tearing ass on his scooter, or when I hear Max wake up from his nap and go to the bathroom to pee by himself before coming find me, I think... my kids are growing more independent and one day will hardly need me anymore.
Sometimes when one of the boys is sick and get a shot at the doctor and have to hold my hand so tight, or when they are acting weird because they didn't have their nap because the sitter couldn't get them to sleep, I think... my kids can not live without me.
Sometimes when Max asks me to read him a story because he "can't know all the words yet", or when Xander plays chase with Clay and Brooks's puppy and then gets scared and runs to me with a worried look on his face calling out, "Momma, pick me up", I think... my kids really trust and need me.
Sometimes when Xander scoots himself all the way over in the booth at Taco Bell so that he can lean all his body weight on me and rub my arm while he eats, or when I come home from work wearing my flowered skirt and Max's face lights up as he tells me how pretty I look and asks me to twirl for him, I think... my kids really love me.
Goodnight.