Tender Moments II
Tonight I got to take a turn putting my 6 year old to bed. We were snuggled up together reading a book. It’s so great reading with him because he really gets into the story. He’s learning to read and often wants to tell parts of the story to me. I kept looking up at him, amazed that he’s really my son. I stopped reading for a moment to tell him how blessed I am to have him in my life. I told him how big he’s getting and that I can’t believe he’s already 6. He turned, pressed his buttock against me, and farted.
I love you Hudson.
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He must have been feeling the tenderness of the moment, in that he felt comfortable enough to get up close and personal with his fart, hehehe, the timing was off, butt, he probably just needed to blow one at the same moment. LOL!
I was in the middle of SCC’s library when I read this and started laughing out loud; did I mention there were people all around me? Way to make me look like a fool. Lol.
Oh my goodness Lee, this is so touching and hilarious at the same time. You certainly know how to tell a story. Of course you have great examples for your material. I love you all. A. C.