Twice this week in the car Evan has had some really thoughtful moments. I wanted to capture them here because I knew I would forget exactly what he said. Earlier this week we were headed home and Evan asked how many days it was to his birthday. I replied that it was 10 days away. He then said that we hadn't been to see Dr. M lately and that he missed him. I told him we would be going again just a few days after his birthday. He said that going there was not like going to the Dr. but like going to see friends. (Awwwhhh...) I told him that I was glad he felt that way. Then he said... "Mommy... Dr. McOmber is my hero." I told him that if he felt that way that the next time we were there he should tell him that. He went on to say "I don't want anyone else touching my heart other than Dr. McOmber - you know... him and Dr. Austin - they kinda saved my life." By now I'm glad he can't see my face as tears are welling up and I choke out... "your right buddy, they did." And he was done and started talking all about his day. Believe me... he talks your ear off. He tells me in detail everyday when I pick him up about everything. He is so funny. And sweet.
So... today, we are getting in the car to go to school and he is talking about one of his close friends Lucas because he is pretty sick the past day or so and knew that meant no weekend play time for them. Lucas' family adopted our Jameson a year and a half ago. Evan said that he doesn't really like babies but that Jameson has always been sweet and that he has always loved baby Jameson... just like a brother. He went on saying how some friends are family and some friends are friends and was naming the ones he calls family. By now we had gotten to school and he had climbed into the front seat so I could drop him off in the car rider line. He continues to talk about our friends and is just rubbing my arm. So sweet in thought about the people we call family. Again... I hugged him tight and gave him kisses (which he still loves and allows me to do even in the car rider line) and out the door he went. These thoughtful moments I'll cherish forever.
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You certainly do have a sweet, tender-hearted little man there. What a great job you have done, Mama!! Give that sweet boy a huge hug for me. xo
He is a sweet heart...oh, he made me tear up!
Look how big he's getting...
what size clothes does he wear...
he looks like he's getting taller than Eli. (who just moved up to size 7 jeans)
and a yellow belt...bullies beware!
Have fun at water aerobics class!
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