Sweet Things
I think one of the sweetest things Jude does is say “Bless you, Mama” when I sneeze. It’s a little thing; a small nicety, but it melts my heart every time.
Jude will also repeatedly ask “OKAY? OKAY?” if he sees someone who is upset. If he’s the cause of the hurt, he’ll often say “Sorry” without prompting. (What is it with prompting or requiring kids to apologize anyway? Seems kind of worthless if it isn’t said of their own volition. I digress.)
Oh! And anytime Jude is on the phone, talking to someone who’s real or someone who’s pretend, he ends the calls by saying, “Okay. Bye,” and giving the person on the other end a big smooch.
These sweet things are what get me through the rough days. Also, chocolate, coffee, and alcohol. (I kid! I kid!… kind of.)
When Joy is upset over something minor, she’s started sniffing and telling herself ” ‘Sokay,” while I hold her. SO precious! And yesterday for the first time, when I asked her if she wanted to say “goodbye” to Grandpa on the phone, she unprompted said “love ‘oo, Gampa.” Heart melting!