Dear Max

Yesterday morning we had one of those quality moments that made me realise that doing “nothing” is everything, and how not setting an alarm or a to-do in my Moleskine is the best way to connect with myself and you. This isn’t new, and I guess everyone *knows* this, but it was a good reminder.

So when you woke up, with no devices or anything near us, we hopped into bed, and read many books, mostly about four-wheeled large vehicles peppered with one about Spot. We laughed, we spoke about stuff (toddler to mom conversations about drivers, farms, cows and our dog and cats).

Max: My bottle empty

Me: Yes, you drank quite a lot last night

Max: Milk comes from cows

Me: It does. And where do cows live?

Max: They live on farms

Me: And what do cows eat?

Max: They eat hay. And cats eat food

Me: And who else eats food?

Max: Gina

Me: I’m going to eat you (jokingly). Where’s the tomato sauce?

Max: Nooooo (giggling)

And then my favourite:

Me: Max, please don’t kick me, even if it was an accident. It’s sore

Max: Sorry mommeee (patting my leg). Better?

Me: Yes, thanks Max, all better

Max: You okay?

Me: Yes Max

Max: Beeeeg hug mommee (giving me a hug)

Me: Aaaah Max. You’re awesome

A reminder of the important things. Thank you for making my day.

xMom

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