He Started It

There's not much better than a big, bear tight hug from your kids- when THEY are the ones that initiate it. Sometimes, Nate will want to crawl up into my lap, wrap his arms as tightly as possible around my neck, bury his face into me, and squeeze with all his might. And I let him hold it as long as he wants, because it's one of my favorite things. As parents, we pour loving words and touches into our kids from the very moment they are born. And one day, they not only reciprocate, they instigate a loving word or touch with us. And I am getting teary eyed right now thinking about those kind of hugs from Nate (probably because I am a hormonal pregnant woman who cries at the drop of a hat). I'm thinking about what a hug from Nate will feel like when he's an 8 year old, a 16 year old, when he graduates from college, or on his wedding day, and man I am bawling now. Seriously, I can barely see the keys to type. Got to go get a tissue.