Chris is with his "fwend" Taylor this evening, off to see The Hunger Games. I have enjoyed an evening playing with my boys, and some sweet things happened.
First, I was on the floor, holding Allen up while he played with his tool bench. James came right over and sat down, eager to entertain Allen. Out of the blue, without being prompted, James leaned over, hugged me tightly, and said, "I lue you, mommy." I held him right back and told him how much I loved him. He gave me a big kiss and then ran off to another toy.
What really touched my heart, though, was this evening as I was reading James his bedtime stories on my bed. Allen woke up (Chris and I usually lay him down to sleep while James is in his bath), and I went to go get him. I brought him back with me and sat back down next to James. I propped Allen up on my chest, and James scooted closer to me, reaching around to hug Allen. He kissed Allen and whispered, "I lue you." He then scooted away and snuggled in on my other side. We sat like that, Allen on my chest, James snuggled up on my left side, for the entire time I read bedtime stories. I just wanted to keep both my boys there forever. . . or at least the rest of the night!
I am just amazed as I watch James and see the little boy he is becoming. I am so thankful for his kind heart and how he shows love to me, Chris, Allen. I love to see his enthusiasm for and desire to make Allen happy-- to get him to stop crying, to get Allen to laugh. Allen already has a best friend and a great role model to look up to.
