Saturday night after Kadence went to bed it was just Jakob and I sitting on the couch watching cartoons. (Well, he was watching cartoons, I was reading a book.) As the sun started going down, Jakob tells me he wants to go out and catch lightning bugs. This is something he has just been introduced too, and watching him and Krischan run around after lightning bugs brings back a flood of memories from my childhood.
So we go out the back door and he begins his search, but then gets distracted. Fireworks over the horizon. One here, one there, then a show starts. We meander around the side of the house and into the front yard for a better look. We sit down in the grass to enjoy the 3 backyard shows we can see and I am loving that it is just a Jakob and mommy moment. In between, I am sure, the people setting up more fireworks to set off, Jakob jumps up to catch lightning bugs. He has no luck, but tons of giggles and laughs are caught by me.
I am soaking it in. He is crawling in my lap and curling up, hugging me, kissing me, and telling me he loves me. In return I am of course giving the same love back, and for those extra giggles I give him kisses on his cheek that sound like farts. I don't care who you are, when you are around kids, farts are funny.
We then spiral into making farting noises and laughing hysterically. Sides hurting and warm with love, Jakob then curls up as small as he can and tells me he wants to go in. We walk around, go back into the house and curl up on the couch. Not knowing if he will ever remember that moment we just had, I file it away with a smile on my face.
So we go out the back door and he begins his search, but then gets distracted. Fireworks over the horizon. One here, one there, then a show starts. We meander around the side of the house and into the front yard for a better look. We sit down in the grass to enjoy the 3 backyard shows we can see and I am loving that it is just a Jakob and mommy moment. In between, I am sure, the people setting up more fireworks to set off, Jakob jumps up to catch lightning bugs. He has no luck, but tons of giggles and laughs are caught by me.
I am soaking it in. He is crawling in my lap and curling up, hugging me, kissing me, and telling me he loves me. In return I am of course giving the same love back, and for those extra giggles I give him kisses on his cheek that sound like farts. I don't care who you are, when you are around kids, farts are funny.
We then spiral into making farting noises and laughing hysterically. Sides hurting and warm with love, Jakob then curls up as small as he can and tells me he wants to go in. We walk around, go back into the house and curl up on the couch. Not knowing if he will ever remember that moment we just had, I file it away with a smile on my face.
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