Marc is a sweet man, especially when he makes me an orange ice cream dream pie. My stomach feels gurgly from eating so much, but it is OH SO YUMMY! We all had seconds...maybe even thirds...maybe even fourths of this scrumptious pie and as we sat around gorging on this decadence, Richnightder asked me a question.
Richnigthder: "Mom, have I been very good today?"
Me: "Yes, you have been. Why do you ask?"
Richnigthder: "Because that's what I wanted to give you for Mother's Day."
My little Haitian man is such a sensitive, sweet, determined child and all day long he worked his skinny butt off to follow rules, avoid fights with his brothers and sister and to make my day as stress free as possible.
Ice cream pie and a sweet boy who thought of a way to make my day special.
My tummy and heart are both full.
There are scars, still. Even within the miracles.
3 months ago