Theodore and Jacqueline have both been coughing and congested for a week or so now. So I have gone through dozens of tissues, blown noses, wipes, and the charade of mixing it up to keep them remotely interested in getting their sore noses cleaned up.
Today it was my precious little boy who showed his warm, soft way about him. After I had him in my arms, I cleaned his nose as he blew. So, I used my line to get him to look up so I could make sure all was clean. Then it went something like this…Me: Okay, look up at the sky. Theodore: There’s an eagle up there. Me: There’s an eagle in the sky? Theodore: Yes, it’s a big one. Me: Wow! I love eagles. Jacqueline: (piping in, always nearby) Eagles are so beautiful! Theodore: I want to hold him. (puts both hands out in front of him, hands up, both hands touching) Theodore: I want to hold a little tiny one. Theodore: Do you want a bigger one? Me: I will hold the big one. Theodore: (grabbing at my hands) You can hold the big one. Theodore: (shoulders shrugged, cute grin on his face, like talking about a baby) I’m holding the little tiny one. He’s beautiful.