beautiful

Have I mentioned enough times on this space how much I truly value and appreciate my husband?

He is my Prince Charming. My Silver Knight. My Baby Daddy. :)

I am so grateful for this man who strives to show his sons an authentic Christian faith. How he lives his every day life is the most priceless teaching my boys will ever receive. Which is great...since they are starting to do and say everything the way their Daddy does.

I noticed their little "monkey see monkey do" habit with their Dad a while back. It manifested in different ways for each boy.

For example, the first words out of J's mouth after arriving home from work or school was always, "What can I do to help you?"

The Bear picked up on it and is endlessly asking his Mama, teachers, relatives, random adults, "What can I do to help ya?"

This progressed over the year and now I see all my boys doing their very best to act just like their Dad. His good habits, his bad habits, all of it. They mirror him. All. the. time.

Now when we were dating and engaged and newly married, J would tell me how beautiful he thought I was. I would dismiss it and tell him he was crazy or list whatever physical faults I thought I had and why I hated them.

Why did I do this? I have no idea.

Eventually I stopped. (Ok fine...I did it waaayy less but I could not stop completely since I really did look like the letter "o" for a few of my pregnancies).

When he says it to me now, I smile my biggest smile or toss him a saucy look or give him a kiss. I don't care what anyone else thinks...HE finds me beautiful and that is more than enough. Our children watch our exchanges. They witnessed this whispered, "you are beautiful" receive an immediate pleased reaction from Mama.

The boys picked up on it and put it in to practice.

Lately, the boys will not stop telling me repeatedly, "Mom, you are so beautiful!" Even if I am in sweats with crazy messy hair, dusty from unpacking or sweaty from hauling boxes. Their eyes light up, their smiles grow wide, they jump up and down and proclaim it with open arms. They are down right enthusiastic about it.


 It means the world to this tired mama's heart to hear them say it. I always make a big fuss of thanking them, which only makes them say it more. Cubs proclaimed this morning, "Mom, you are my beautiful princess!" He turned pink when he said it. I feigned a swoon and grabbed him in a big bear hug.


I can't help but smile thinking of those four little girls somewhere out there.... who will one day be the recipient of the daily whispered "you are beautiful" from my four sons.

The glow of happiness that will spread in their hearts when they hear such loving praise from their husbands---it makes me grin just thinking about it! I will have to let them know to thank their father in law, the man who made me glow each and every day and taught his sons to do the same.

Thanks J. :)