In last month or two, during a phase when my lap is always full, my neck skin is constantly fondled, and "I yuv you a bushel and a peck" is whispered repeatedly into my ear throughout the day, I am exceedingly aware that
I have never before--and will never again--be loved as
sweetly
deeply
profoundly
devotedly
innocently
and
all-encompassingly
as I am by my four-year-old Wee Niblet.
It rather takes my breath away.
I know exactly what you mean. Fills you right up.
ReplyDeleteThe pooch luves me especially much today. Hard typing with big dog on lap, it is...
ReplyDeleteThat total, over the top, unconditional love that comes from young kids is just awesome.
ReplyDeleteNobody can love as fiercely as a child.
ReplyDeletethat is exactly how I feel about my son. I have never been as perfect and never will I be again.
ReplyDeleteAmazing, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteI think it's wonderful, but I'd like to add that as a grown up child (35 now) I love my mother as much or more now because I KNOW my mother.
ReplyDeleteAs I child I loved her as a child...today I love her as an equal.
Hopefully, that is something to look forward to. If that made any sense at all.
That is soo sweet!
ReplyDeleteI is jealus. Is Wee Niblet available for loan?
ReplyDeleteYes, and it is also sweet when they grow up into strapping men. Then they love you still, not sweetly, but protectively. You will be amazed at how adorable morphed into manly.
ReplyDeleteyou are so right. you savor every moment and hopefully ti sustains you through the 'eye rolling, door slamming' stage known as adolescence.
ReplyDeletebeautiful picture!
Savour it ....it is so sweet....and astonishing an honour.
ReplyDeleteYes. That is true. And doesn't it make your eyes tear a bit to realize that? I'm trying hard to store up all those "I love you's" myself.
ReplyDeleteKids are great. Those moments make the other aggravation seem insignificant
ReplyDeleteAnd in realising is, experiencing it consciously, you are doubly blessed.
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Being a mum is the best job in the world.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes
Nothing compares to a child's love. Absolutely nothing. :)
ReplyDeleteWait until he comes home drunk when he's 26 and won't go to bed until you've said you love him back and give him a hug. Now that's when you know you've been a good mom
ReplyDeleteAaah yes, it's true, and beautiful and you are truly blessed.
ReplyDeleteAnd that's exactly as it should be.
ReplyDeleteNow that's bloggin'. I'm weeping in less than 30 seconds. Niblet is no cornball.
ReplyDeleteAaaaaaww. And yeah, ya gotta appreciate it, because by the time they hit five they've got you all figured out. And (well, in my case anyway) that's just not a good thing.
ReplyDeleteawww totally.
ReplyDeleteit's another one of those things that i had no idea about and yet am so damn happy to experience.
ReplyDeletethat was sweet. i'm electronically high fiving you in my mind...since i'm doing it in my mind you'd think i would take the unpersonalized electronics out of it, but that's the cold hearted bastard that i am
ReplyDeleteJust imagine how much he'll love you when he's 16!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful post and a beautiful child.:)
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Awww! Cute pic! Four-year-old love is da best!
ReplyDeleteAwwww. How sweet.
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing like it in the whole world, is there?
ReplyDeleteWhat a great and adorable picture. These moments will give you comfort years from now when he discovers OTHER girls. (Sorry, Sweetie. You did know that would happen, didn't you?)
ReplyDeleteThe photo complements your words perfectly.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy it :)
I still, bllessedly, get that kind of love form my amost-eleven-year old who still loves me passionately. I treaure it.
ReplyDeleteThat's a keeper all right! File it away and pull it out when he's 17 and fighting you over the car!
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