One of my mom friends hosted a Christmas gathering last night, and I got home late. I was so tired this morning, that when I was playing cars on the floor with Zach, my eyes were closing. Zach caught me a couple of times, and I really struggled to keep them open.
When it happened again, Zach bowed his head in sadness and this is how the conversation went:
Zach: I don't have a Mommy.
Me: What???
Zach: I don't have a Mommy to get up. (I think he meant that he didn't have a Mommy who was fully awake and present for him.)
Boy, did I feel terribly. Even though it was a dramatic statement, I was so impressed that Zach could put into words exactly how he felt. And he was right. Needless to say, that conversation woke me up!
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