a tender moment

if it isn't apparent from previous posts, let me state it here, in no uncertain terms: i simply love aidan, my 2-year-old friend. he's amazing, even when he's cranky. he always greets me with a smile, he loves wrestling, exploring, watching gravity at work, and talking about animals, trucks, and tractors. on saturday i babysat for ten hours, many of which he spent asleep. he hadn't had much of a nap that afternoon, so i kept things low-key: closed the blinds, kept my voice low, and watched the heffalump movie (which i adore). after i changed him into his sleeper, he stood in front of me as a i sat on the floor. he reached out and touched my hair, which he loves to play with. whenever i give him a ride on my shoulders, whether it be for a walk or so he can see over the fence, he always messes my hair up. well, this time, he reached out and touched my hair, and said . . .

"eew, yuck!"

there are no words . . . only giggles.