Sweet Moment

Ahhhhhh, what a great feeling it is to run. My body is refreshed and cleansed. It would be wrong not to take a nice soothing shower after such a run and short excursion in the weight room. I started the shower and sighed. This was going to be good. I could already feel the hot water blanketing down my back. I hurriedly climbed in the shower and was instantly in a water-induced pleasure coma. Right about then I heard the bathroom door open and a tiny, young voice spoke, "Mommy?"

I visualized my little boy standing halfway in the doorway with his little hand stretched above his head as it clings to the doorknob and knew that as soon as I said his name he would rush to me. No invitation necessary in his mind.

I dropped to the shower floor and covered myself as best you can when you only have your hands as a shield; not like he'll remember this anyway. "Ayden? Is that you? What are you doing up?"

Pitter Patter. Pitter Patter. Pitter Patter. His little hand poked through the closed shower curtain holding his Blue's Clues book. Careful not to let his entire body go behind the curtain he inquired, "Read you aaa the book Mommy?"

Just then McKay said his name and his small hand and his book were gone.

I relaxed and enjoyed the water once again, too lazy to stand. A few minutes later I heard a creak as the door opened again and a small voice once again questioned, "Read you aaa the book Mommy?" This time he waited fully behind he curtain for my answer.

I situated myself again to be completely covered and replied, "Ok, Ayden you can read the book to me." Excitedly he whisked the curtain aside and sat on the tub, his back against the wall. 'Taye Mommy Taye." And proceeded to read his Blue's Clue's book to me from the last page to the start. Once he finished he excitedly looked up at me and informed me he was going to read again.

The entire time he was telling me his story, parts of which were memorized from the book and most from his own imagination, I couldn't help but think about how much I loved this person that has only been in my life for two and a half years. I was seeping up his beautiful big blue eyes, the inflection in his voice as he read to me; I couldn't get enough of his sweet spirit. He will most likely never remember this night, but I will.