2nd Breakfast

That's right.  2nd breakfast.  Not for me mind you- one is enough for me to be full.  But I have a growing boy at home- who literally LOVES to eat.  When Ryan sits down to eat something, he will close his eyes as he puts the fork or spoon into his mouth... you can just see him savoring it.  It's so cute.  And so him.

So when he asked for waffles at 10:00 the other morning (he'd had cereal at 7), I thought to myself- 'there are a zillion things that I could be doing...' but I decided I didn't care- so I made Ryan waffles.  And whipped cream.  And I cut up some strawberries.  Then when I called him in to eat- his eyes LIT up and he broke into the biggest grin!  He threw his arms open and ran up to my leg and just squeezed as tight as he could- all while yelling "You made me waffles!!  You really made me waffles!  You're the best EVER!"

Sometimes I giggle at how little effort it really takes to be considered The Best Mom Ever.  Of course- all it takes to be the Worst Mom Ever is asking them to clean their room... but whatever- I'm going to soak up my moment of awesomeness.



So I sat down next to Ryan as he ate his second breakfast and we talked about school and his friends and how excited he for summer (he's really excited to go swimming again).  I love my little 4 year old and sometimes I just can't believe how grown up he is getting.  Sometimes I feel like we just brought him home from the hospital... and yet- he is growing into an exceptional little boy.  I sure do love him.  And I'm glad that I forgo the piles of laundry and stacks of dishes to just sit down and talk to him once in a while.

As a mom of three, sometimes I get all caught up in saying "Yes" to everyone else- I forget to say "Yes" to my babies too.  So here's to saying YES and really, really meaning it.