I take my kids to a movie for some me, Maddi and Jordan time. Just the three of us.
Maddi is elated to carry a bucket of popcorn half her size. She totters into the theater balancing the treat with great care telling me, "I do it, Mom. I can do it." Jordan walks behind us talking to himself.
I hear him say, “This is so cool!”
Turning around to acknowledge him I see his eyes fascinated by the large screen in front of us. He glances at me dismissing any need for comment and says, “Mom, I’m just talking to my dad. I told him this is so cool. Did my dad like movie theaters?”
“Your dad loved going to the movies’” I tell him.
“And did he like popcorn?” Jordan asks.
“Yes!” I respond as if letting Jordan in on a big secret. “And he loved popcorn…just like you!”
Coincidentally the movie is about heroes. A topic we all connect to.
Later that afternoon during nap time, Jordan gives me a strong hug around my neck saying, “Mom, guess what?”
“What?” I ask.
“I love you,” he tells me.
“I love you, too,” I tell him.
“I love you most-est!” he says.
“I love you more!” I whisper.
