For the boy who offered his jacket to his little sister the other day when she found herself out in the cold without one.
For the boy who helps me through each morning by helping the other kids with their breakfasts, by putting their shoes on, packing their lunches, etc.
For the boy who hovers around his baby brother, getting him anything he might need and playing with him earnestly.
For the boy whose kind smile instantly calms me down.
For the boy who lights up this house and never has to be asked twice.
For the boy who always stands up for the underdog.
For the boy who broke me into mothering as gently as possible by being the best kid around.
An impromptu date with Mama.
His pick? Lunch at the Olive Garden.
Three breadsticks, dipped in Alfredo sauce. One-half of a portion of Fettucine Alfredo. Four Zeppoli's dipped in chocolate. Two refills of Sprite.
I think my boy is growing.
The food was great, the conversation fantastic, and the company the best around.
I love you Spence.