Fabulous

Every once in a while one of the boys will say something that leaves me wondering "what just happened?".

This is one of those times....

A few days ago, Isaiah and a little girl I watch in the mornings before school were standing by the front door getting their jackets and shoes on. As I walked toward them Isaiah looked at me, and with a big grin on his face and a tight hug around my waist he said, "hey mama, my fabulous mama."

I was taken aback. After all, isn't this the moment I have been waiting for? The moment where suddenly he has become aware of everything I do for him, and he appreciates me! He gets it....he understands...to Isaiah I am fabulous!

And then, in my short lived moment of pride I was brought back to reality by the sound of giggles and Isaiah saying, "you see Madison, if you say that to your mom she will do anything you want."

Before I knew it he was out the door, somersaulting through the grass, headed toward the school bus.

And there I was, standing at the door, mouth agape, confusion written all over my face, thinking, "what on earth just happened?"