I am working in the studio. Ethan enters.
"Hey, Mom. I just realized
I haven't hugged you yet today."
He bends down over my chair and wraps his arms around my neck, snuggles in and gives me a nice long hug.
"You know, it's my new goal
to hug you every day."
I have noticed that in the past weeks I have been receiving some pretty great hugs. The boy is bigger than me now, and he delights in slumping onto my shoulders and allowing me to bear his weight.
Giggles usually ensue.
But I didn't know it was his goal. I am so thrilled that he would make hugging me a goal. I mean, who am I in his teenage world to merit landing on a goal list? I can count on a very few digits the number of unsolicited hugs I have received from the boy in the past few years until recently.
(Posted with permission from "The Boy I am Not Allowed to Blog About".
Love ya, son.)