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99% of the time I am certain that I do not want more children. I do not have the patience and my career is at a point where it doesn’t feel like a feasible option. And then, something like this happens.

Yesterday, my son spilled an entire 10 oz glass of Mountain dew on my end table. The end table was full of stuff, including my usb modem. It made everything sticky and ruined a highly valued pair of noise-cancelling headphones that they no longer make. To say I was upset and disappointed was an understatement.

What made the situation worse was that AJ tried to clean it up without telling me and also without the understanding that Mt. Dew makes everything sticky and nasty. When cleaning it up, you must wipe everything down with a damp cloth in order to avoid what I term “Sticky, nasty mess.” He did not do this, so when I went to pick up the remote control, my hand was covered in nasty slime.

I got angry, told him to get the baby wipes (of which I still keep in this house even though my kid is 9) and wiped everything down. The headphones were not salvageable. Once the end table was clean, I found a cheapie pair of headphones, sighed at not being able to have nice things, and promptly forgot the incident.

When I woke up this morning, I found this note and these pink flowers. And my heart melted.

If you can’t read it, it says:

Dear Mom,
Please take this as a present.

Love,
AJ

I Know you love these flowers on a video game and I’m sorry I messed up your head phones. I’m really sorry so take it. Please. I love you so much.”

He’s right. I do love pink flowers on a video game we play. The kid is a charmer. And so thoughtful and sweet. He is going to make some woman very, very happy.

Another baby? Maybe not out of the question after all. If I had a guarantee that every child I had would be just like this one, I’d have a million.

Jillian

5 Comments

  1. James says:

    Awwwww.

  2. Jillian says:

    He’s precious, isn’t he?

  3. Angie says:

    That made me tear up. They can be so sweet sometimes.

  4. Jillian says:

    I forget he’s just a little guy sometimes.

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