Thursday, April 18, 2013

A boy and his Pooh...

The other day I had a headache. It was on the border of tension headache and migraine headache. The bad thing was I was at weight watchers when it got really bad. I honestly wasn't sure if I would be able to drive home when the meeting was over. Thankfully I was able to make it home, but as soon as I walked through the door I told Justin I needed to lay down with an ice pack on my head. 

My husband being the wonderful man that he is took the boys on a walk while I took a nap in the bedroom. Before they headed out though my sweet boy Owen brought me one of his Winnie the Pooh dolls so I could sleep with it. 

Now if you have kids, nieces or nephews or were a kid once too then you know that this was a huge deal. You see his Pooh bear is his "lovie". His item that he sleeps with, gets comfort from when he is hurt, sad or scared. Letting me sleep with one of his Pooh's was so special. I love that boy and apparently he loves me!
Owen loving on me at the azalea festival parade
Owen loving on his Pooh bears

1 comment:

Liesl said...

Precious boy! Such a thoughtful thing to do, especially with one of his most treasured things. And, on an unrelated side note, I am also LOVING your hair!