an unrequested hug and kiss on the cheek from a nine year son followed by, "I love you, Mama"--then running off into his room to do homework.
I was stuck between smiling and crying as he ran off--and that was a good place to be. I'm proud of him for all he has accomplished, for how far he has come, and for what a wonderful little man he is becoming.
But, I will always, ALWAYS see him as my sweet, chubby-cheeked boy obsessed with Thomas the Train.
Connor, I love you. More than you will ever know. One day when you have kids you'll understand the enormity of love and admiration a parent has for their children. Until then, you'll have to keep giving me those surprise moments of love and attention, okay? I love you Bubba.
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