boo

yesterday morning, johanno came up to me almost in tears.
"bekah, lift me, bekah.
please, bekah, hold me. lift me."

in one swift fluid motion i had him nestled up on my
hip
tucked into me.

i asked him what was wrong.
before i tell you what he said, you must
understand
my johanno.

he is my toughest
boy's boy.
all boy.
180% boy.
fearless.
extreme pain tolerance.
ALL boy.
never lets me hold him on my lap or kiss him
unless something is wrong.
and even then, never asks to be held,
he only
agrees to it, for a
moment,
then quickly wants down again.

he asked me to lift him.
i was concerned what was going on in his mind
since nothing out of the ordinary had happened that day.

so i asked what was wrong.
he said "i'm just having a sad day
and
i like you.
i like you, bekah."

well, dear goodness...
i like you too and i'll take all the moments with you that i get.

even the toughest have
sad
days, somedays.

isn't it nice to know there is somewhere we can go to be held
on those types of days?
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on another note, some of the boys are fastly approaching the age
where girls
begin to develop "cuties."
what a sad day it will be when they don't rush to hug me
or fight to sit in my lap.
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i took this about two weeks ago
when i was dropping off some friends at the airport.
do you have tickets? need a place to stay?
you better believe its going to be a complete
circus,
but i couldn't be MORE
thrilled to be living here during this pre-excitement.