Those tender parenting moments


I was grouchy this morning.  Had a rough night’s sleep.  But I always try to not take it out on my kids.  My six-year-old son and I were sitting on the couch together and I was praising him for how good a reader he has become.  He’s come a long way with reading and with speech.

In that touching moment, I lean over and kiss him on the cheek and tell him that I love him and am very proud of him.

He just wipes off his face, wrinkles up his nose and says, “Ewwwww!  Mom spit!”


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