{"id":345,"date":"2010-09-14T15:42:00","date_gmt":"2010-09-14T15:42:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/?p=345"},"modified":"2010-09-14T15:42:00","modified_gmt":"2010-09-14T15:42:00","slug":"this-mommy-loves-a-little-fist-full-of-weeds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ladymacblog.com\/?p=345","title":{"rendered":"This Mommy Loves A Little Fist Full of Weeds."},"content":{"rendered":"

Posting a comment the other day on a fellow blogger’s post brought back a sweet memory.\"\"<\/a>Last spring Big Boy came home with a fist full of weeds for me regularly. I always smiled, gave him a kiss on the head and put them in water till they wilted the next day. By then he always had more for me.<\/p>\n

One day he came home angry. Big Boy huffed and puffed as he gave them to me. I asked what the problem was and he said ‘I don’t think I should even give them to you. The neighbor boy said you would only say you like them. He said Mommy’s don’t like weeds.”<\/p>\n

My heart went into my throat and I was stunned for a minute. Visions of me stuffing a hand full of weeds in the neighborhood boys face flashed in my mind and then I remembered he was someones big boy too. “Well what do you think?”<\/p>\n

He was thoughtful for a minute and then said “I think you like them because we love each other.”<\/p>\n

“EXACTLY!” I grinned, couldn’t have said that better myself. I gave him a big squeeze and proudly put his weeds in water and then placed them on the dining room table. “Perhaps not all mom’s like weeds. I don’t know how they all feel. BUT I know how I feel when you bring them to me. I feel special and so I like them always!”<\/p>\n

His happy little face beaming at me as I put the flowers on the table told me the crisis was averted.<\/p>\n

It is hard to find gentlemen now a days, even among adults, so his gentleman heart showing through always fills my heart with hope, warmth and thankfulness. The hope is there because I really desire him to grow up this thoughtful, from this kind of great boy into a kind and great man.<\/p>\n

TTFN
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