So this was my question to my beautiful Brooklyn tonight as I layed next to her rubbing her back at bedtime. I asked, "B, do you know how much mama loves you?" I layed there waiting for the sweet response that I used to remember getting from Kennedy all the time, "the more than you know" or "this big" with her arms stretching out as far as she can snuggled in her sheets. So when she blurted out, "I don't know, you never tell me" I couldn't speak for a moment. I heard her but my brain kept processing the "you never tell me" part. So of course like any "good" mom I go into defense mode. What do you mean I never tell you B...I tell you all the time. So mature I know...maturity and I are not always on the same page when it comes to motherhood. Brooklyn said, "mama, you don't tell me!" So realizing my defensive side did not get the answer I was looking for I go for the exploring side. "Can you explain what you mean sweetheart?" "Well mom, you never finish, you always keep saying I love you to the moon and back and back and back and back so you never finish so I just never know how much!" Well, if that didn't melt my heart more than the answer I thought I was looking for I don't know what does! I laughed and hugged her tighter and said well to the moon and back and back and back doesn't end and I love you more than that. To which she responds with some crazy infinity number and I get to answer her "more than that." We then moved on to our other good night love exchanges where I say Brooklyn, I love you more than monkeys love bananas. And she says mommy, I love you more than you love coffee (I tell them this often because they know how much I love me some coffee). Some more exchanges go like this...I love you more than an ocean loves its waves, I love you more than I love running and so on and so on. We come up with new ones each night and it's sweet. To wrap it up she has always loved since she was a 2 year old when I ask her for a hug that will last me till the morning. She takes her little girly hands and wraps them around my neck and hugs and hugs squeezing tighter and tighter.
I love you little B and I love our bedtime routine...I always walk out of your room with a big smile on my face and a big enough hug to last me till the morning!
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Brings good tears to my eyes
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