After a fantastic weekend of fun, family and friends, Sprout and I were winding down in a snuggle on the couch. He got quiet and furrowed his brow when he asked, “Do you like being my mommy?”
Kids have a way of asking these questions when you least expect it. I couldn’t answer right away because his words had taken my breath. Instead I kissed him on his forehead and breathed in the smell of his freshly washed hair.
“I like it more than anything else in the world. Being your mommy is the best thing I’ve ever done.”
“Do you like it more than chocolate ice cream?” (his favorite)
My favorite childhood song popped into my head so I rocked him and hummed…
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away.