The other night my son came to me and hugged me. He kissed me on the cheek. Then he stood there quietly for a moment. "Mom?" he said...."does it matter?"
"Does what matter?" I answered
"Does it matter if you're pretty?"
"What do you think?" I asked.
He stood for a minute.
"No.... it doesn't matter at all."
He ran off.....
He came back.
"Even if it doesn't matter... you're still beautiful."
Be still my heart. My kid makes me feel like a rock star everyday!








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