Last night, I looked into the bathroom to see my little boy brushing his teeth. He was wearing his faded, outer-space pajamas with the rockets all over them. On his feet were hand-me-down, rain boots that are, at least, two sizes too big, but they look like the boy’s boots from The Polar Express so the extra toe space isn’t really what matters.
I walked up behind him, leaned over and, without a word, gave him a kiss on the top of his head.
He looked over his shoulder at me and with his mouth sloshing with toothpaste said, “I love you too, Mom.”