Every night, I try to whisper some sort of little something in my son's ear to reaffirm how proud I am of him. Tonight, while his little boy breaths were heading the way of deep sleep, I whispered, "I love you, Daniel. I am so proud of the boy that you are."
As I turned to tip-toe out of his room, a sleepy little voice echoed, "I love you, too. And I am so proud of the grown-up that you are."
Let me tell ya, that's all the validation I need.
1 comment:
This makes me cry. How SWEET! And how TRUE!
I'm proud of the boy and Momma you both are!!!
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