Monday evening (the day of my car wreck) the boys were especially loving to me. I think that comes from it just being the 3 of us for so long and they are very attached to me. Anyhow, after dinner that night J. went down to his room for a bit and came back up and sat down real close to me on the couch. I put my are around him and asked him what was up. He looked up at me with his big brown eyes, held his hand up and said “Here is a get well card for you Mom, I am glad you are o.k.”. And in his hand was a dollar bill that his Poppi had given him over the weekend in an old money clip. I remembered seeing it sitting on J.’s night stand the night before and he told me how cool it was that Poppi gave him a grown up money clip and a dollar to keep in it.
And now he was giving that dollar to me. Because he loves me that much and I mean that much to him.
Man, I LOVE that kid!
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