My Sweet Boy

When I talk about my, "Sweet Boy," it is usually Nolan. He just has such a sweet disposition about him. Kyle can be very sweet too though, just like he was tonight.

  As we were putting the boys to bed I was telling Tim how I've had a long week. 2 migraines and 2 bad headaches out of 5 days of our week so far makes for a not-so stellar and productive five days. Tonight my headache I had earlier during the day came back. After we put the boys down I went and laid down in bed.
   Kyle came in and said, "Mama, I'm sorry that you have a head ache. I hope it will be gone tomorrow." I said, "Thanks buddy. Me too." Then Kyle suggested, "How about we say a prayer before I go back into my bed that your headache will go away?" "That's a good idea!" We both folded our arms and before I could start to say anything Kyle started the prayer and asked that his Mama's headache would go away. After he closed the prayer he said, "I hope it helps. I think your headache will go away."

Melt my heart.

Sometimes weeks are rough, that's just how it is. Sometimes days seem like weeks. And sometimes all it takes is a five minute conversation with my little boy to make it all better. I'm grateful for moments that remind me I'm doing what's most important, even when it seems daunting.

I love you my Kyle boy.