"Mommy Are You Proud"

By 11:30 today, I was at my whits end with the little J-man. He had done everything from flooding the bathroom, spilled the dog's water, shoved toy cars in the cat litter box, and drew me a nice black and white drawing on the wall of the living room. I sat down on the couch with a big huff. I sat their for a few minutes, and then they came. The tiny pitter patter of little sockless feet. He crawled up next to me on the couch and just sat there starring at me. I didn't want to say a word. I wasn't about to be the one to break the silence. Then I hear his little mouth begin to speak. Out of his mouth, in his soft child-like voice came "Mommy are you andry (angry) at me? I just looked at him and said that I was upset with the things that he had done. Then the words came out of his mouth that hit a nerve. "MOMMY ARE YOU PROUD AT ME" I just looked him right in the eye and told him, that I will always be proud of him, even when the things that he does upsets me. Then he said the four most precious words that a mother can ever want to hear... "MOMMY I LOVE YOU" My heart melted.