Getting back to the story, I was helping Emma get ready for bed, we read a story and as I was getting up to put her book away I hear the voice.
"Momma, I like your body."
I froze, turned around with a puzzled look. What? You like my body?
"Yes, Momma I love you."
I am stunned, and there it is laid out for me. She loves me, unconditionally. She does not care what I look like, she just wants to be tickled and hugged. She does not care I am not famous actor she just wants me to read to her in funny voices and pretend that I am Uncle Homer. The point of all of this is that my kids love me. They love me for the hugs and kisses, they love me for the meals, they love me for the baths, they love me for the running outside, they love me for the continuity of their schedule, they love me despite the discipline. They just love me, and I just LOVE them.
Sometimes the simple things are the greatest rewards.

Now this post.. well, it made me teary. Thank you for sharing all your honesty, your heart, your weakness, and your love....
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Oh, and did I mention the kicka@@ pictures?!?! KA-POW baby! You are on the Photography Hot Tamale Train!!
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