This morning I was getting ready for a meeting. Since I clearly don’t get ‘all dolled up’ very often (and the meeting was important to me), I was feeling a few butterflies.
I walked downstairs and heard a little voice say, ‘boot-i-fool, Mommy’. I think I teared up…was my one and half year old son really telling me I looked beautiful? It was a heavenly moment. I think I glowed all day. I don’t know that I have ever felt as beautiful as I did at that very moment.
No one told him to say something nice to me. He didn’t watch me preening in front of a mirror. I didn’t even know ‘boot-i-fool’ was part of his ever-growing vocabulary. It was such a sweet moment…and he made me feel extraordinary. But I can tell you, the little stinker does know how to play me. After watching me tear up, he must have repeated the same thing to me 10 times throughout the day. He now knows I’m going to melt every time.
I think a moment like this is so special, in large part, beacuse you know your kids are telling you what they really think. Delaney will be the first to compliment me on new shoes, but she is also the first to say, “Mommy, what happened to your hair?” (if she doesn’t like the style) or “Mommy, what’s on your eyes?” (if she isn’t a fan of my makeup.) But, I’ll take the toddler brand of honesty any day.