I felt clearly impressed to heart attack my boys' doors yesterday.
In the midst of working and everything else, I broke out some time to really think about what I love about the five boys who still live at home.
Then, I posted them on their doors.
The little boys will see theirs tomorrow.
The big boys came home to theirs.
One of the "challenges" for this week was to do something nice for someone else, give out compliments and return favors that have been done for us.
As I thought of all the people I would want to thank, or do something nice for, or compliment, the thought of my family came very clearly to my mind.
And, here we are.
I never, ever, ever want my children to question how I feel about them.
I never want them to question that I am proud of them.
I never want them to question that I love them to the moon and back so many times I can't count that high.
Watching them as they read the colored hearts on their doors warmed my heart.
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