My Boy

My poor baby boy has had the barfs for the past 24 hours. SO he got to stay at home with mommy today while his little boy healed. Now when I tell you that it's my baby boy you should probably know that he's my only son and he's now 8 years old. He has asked me numerous times today if he had a fever. And I've placed my hand on his forehead to check and sometimes it felt warm and sometimes not. But he snuggled up on the couch next to me after the first couple times and told me that he thought my hand was wrong and that what I really needed to do was to kiss his forehead before I could know for sure because he didn't think he had a fever. Turns out he was right, no fever! But I must tell you what really cracked me up is that every hour or so he's been back looking at me with his BIG beautiful blue eyes tellin me that I need to kiss his forehead to check for a fever again! After doing this about 5 times I looked at him and said, I think you're just enjoying my kissin your forehead aren't you! AND he got a really HUGE grin on his face and his blue eyes sparkled and he said "yea mom I am!" I LoVe IT! Seriously love it!
NOT only that I call him hubby bubba and he loves it. I asked him if he minded that I called him that and he said no mom I like it. I asked him if I could still call him that when he was 16 and dating and he looked at me horrified and said "NO!" Oh well, he loved it for now! :)