“Mom, I made you a snack.”
He brought it up to me in bed.
He saw me lying down and thought that I was not feeling well.
He made his mama a snack!
It’s these moments, life giving moments..heart floods..love received.
So artistically arranged..careful 9year old boy hands..presh..
I ate the fudge pop first.
He saw how much his efforts were cherished
came up with coffee
(made it himself/thanks keurig)
…topped with whipped cream…
Love.Love.Love.too much Love.