The one in which the tears get the best of me

I'm a sensitive kinda gal. I have thick skin in some ways and in others I'm more of a weepy emotional type of person.

Today the emotional side got me. For good reason, I might add.

My husband calls me on Friday mornings at work to say good morning and ask if there is anything I have forgotten to bring with me to work that I might need. ( I know, he's the best)

I usually then get to hear the sounds of Jack and Luke in the back round and if I'm really lucky, I get to "talk" with both of them.

Today, Jack and I had a little conversation. He told me how at swimming later tonight he's going to dunk his face in the water and that his cousins will think it's soooo cool that he's doing this.

He also told me that he missed me and I needed to get home soon. Then we hung up. Daddy then called back and told me Jack wanted to give me a kiss and hug. My little sweet boy said, "Mommy, I love you." I know there will come a day when my son will only give me kisses and hugs behind a closed door because it's not very cool or his friends might see him. But until that day comes, I will take each one that he decides to share and hold them so close to my heart.