I Am Loved!

Today we were having a casual frontseat/backseat conversation when Austin, comparing me to some other woman, said to me, “Momma, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. No wait, (long pause) yeah, you are the most beautiful woman in the world!”

(By the way, I remember feeling the same way about my own mom – in fact, I think I still do!)

As we were leaving church later on, we were busy chatting about random things when, in response to something I said, he said, “Momma, you don’t have much brains. But don’t worry, you’re still beautiful.”

Then, in the car again – another one of those great frontseat/backseat conversations – in response to my compliments about his behavior in church, he said, “Momma, if there wasn’t something about safety, I’d jump out of my seatbelt and give you the biggest hug!” (I’m thinking - seatbelts are overrated sometimes.)

This was followed by another precious exchange:
A: Is one hundred thousand a number?
Me: Yep, it’s a big number. I’d like to have one hundred thousand pennies,
A: Well, I can’t help you out there. I don’t have that much money in my room. How about one hundred thousand kisses?

Wow, who needs fame and fortune? Not me! I’ve got a five year old boy!