My six-year old daughter, Bee has hit that stage. ---The one where you feel compelled to get all giggly if you see your parents 'having a moment'.
Yeah, that one.
I remember those days. I didn't ever have the syndrome as bad as my sister though... one show of affection, by our parents, a sweet nothing over-heard and she'd be off.
"If anybody needs me I'll be in the bathroom soaking my eye-balls!!!"
(Can anybody name that comic?)
I think I kinda liked to see the outward signs of their love. It was reassuring that things were right, good and normal...
Or at least as normal as it gets for my family! [eye-roll]
With Valentine's Day in our wake, there is still a lot of love, hearts and pink-ness floating in the air. Bee loves Valentine's Day... For her it's all about the cupcakes. She is a girl after my own heart-- ummm--- er--- stomach.
As for my boy, he was debating whether to deliver a special Valentine to the little red-haired girl down the street... he chickened out, the dear heart.
I was a little glad.
I'm a bit selfish of his affections.
He's only almost five.
OK, OK, I know... I'll try to get over that by the time he's old enough to date... But that's not for another, say, twenty-five years or so!
All jokes aside, I pray for the hearts of my children... That they will be guided by the right things... that youthful heart-breaks won't be too terrible... that they will find healing when they need it... That their father and I can keep it all together and teach them all we know about love...
Even if they make gagging noises as they peek around the fingers covering their eyes.
XOXO in NE