The scene: the living room couch
The players: Troy and Mommy
Time: early evening
Troy is playing Mario “race” (Mario Kart).
Mommy is on the laptop writing a research paper.
Troy: “Mommy?”
Mommy: “Yes, bubby.”
Troy takes his hand and pats Mommy’s leg.
Troy: “You are my best friend Mommy.”
Mommy: “You are my best friend too.”
Troy: “I love you mommy.”
Mommy: “I love you too Bo.”
A few minutes pass…
Mommy: “Will you always be my best friend, Bo?”
Troy: “Yes mommy.”
Mommy: “I will always be your best friend too.”
Troy: “I love you mommy.”
Mommy: “I love you Bo.”
Julia wants to live in a world where Hogwarts is real, dark chocolate is packaged with good books, and houses clean themselves. Until then, she is the divorced mom of twins, blogger, sometimes crafter, traveler, napper, cooker, snail mailer, geocacher, and corporate bean counter.5 Comments on My Best Friend
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OMG OMG OMG OMG…wipes tears away. Boys have a special place in their heart for their mommies.
I love these conversations. My own Bubby (Pete, who is turning 4 this weekend) had the same conversation with me while we were waiting for his brother to get home from school one day.
Kids are just so wonderful!
Memories like this you will cherish over and over and some other time when you hear a mommy share a I love you story you will recall and perhaps a tear on your mommy story