Today I was the recipient of a lot of love.
It came in the form of Simon wanting to sit on my lap all morning. He was smothering me with slobbery, snotty kisses. And dirty fingers (with sharp nails) up my nose, in my ears, and gouging my eyes as he practiced identifying body parts.
It came in the farewell that I got from Jonah when I dropped him off at preschool. He gave me a thumbs up and said “Good luck, Mom!” before he closed the car door and ran through Miss Lori’s gate.
It came at the breakfast table when Caleb was telling me about his favorite part of the family Olympics that I organized for Family Home Evening. And when Josh said that I was a “fun Mom.”
I felt the love when Savannah (with only slight prompting from her dad) noticed that I was exhausted and got Simon ready for bed.
And when the kids added their own suggestions to the grocery list on my chalkboard door, then later looked excitedly through the bags to find their favorite snacks.
Today I feel loved, appreciated and needed. Who ever said that motherhood was a thankless job?