My little boy adores his Mama and her wardrobe. He likes me to wear dresses or skirts. He loves flowers in my hair. He loves stockings. Not just for me though. He wants purple painted nails and stockings too. Tonight as I worked away on the computer he caught my attention by saying my name in that breathy little voice kids have for special moments.
"Mama," he breathed, "how do you think I look?"
I turned to find him decked out in his sister's necklaces and bracelets with stick-on mirror tiles on his earlobes.
"I think you look so pretty darling," I smiled.
"Do you?" he asked all wide-eyed astonishment, "I think I look
gorgeous."
Well of course you do. :-)
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