One night this week after bathtime, I wrapped the boys in their bath towels and let them sit on the sofa and watch tv while I cleaned up after the bath. After a short time, I came over, crawled up to Blaine and laid my head near his lap. Blaine had to wiggle his hand free of his towel and started rubbing my hair. He gently and sweetly said, "Does your head hurt, Mom?" I said no, but he kept stroking my hair while he watched tv.
It's the little moments that make my heart melt.
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