{Lost & Found}

A few minutes after sending Will to get ready for soccer, he called downstairs to me that he couldn't find his clothes and wanted me to help him. I tried giving him suggestions where he should look, but they each proved unsuccessful.

After several back and forths he called down, "Mom, do you love me?"
Knowing what he was trying to do, I replied, "Yes, I love you. And because I love you I want you to be able to fly on your own and find your own clothes without my help."
"Mom! Do you love me?"
"Yes"
"Would you fight a bear for me?"
"Yes, but I will not help you find your clothes."
{Laughing} "What a rip off!"

And with that I caved.

{Mother Bear}

At bedtime, as Will gave me his ritual hugs and kisses, he informed me that he "loved me google plex times the distance it takes to travel our entire universe." He continued with several {equally scientific} declarations of his love. Smiling, I asked, "Why? Why do you love me?" "Because! You are my mom and you do everything for me!" I looked into his blue eyes and told him seriously, "You know I would do anything for you, right? I would fight a bear for you." He giggled and said, "Yeah, but you would lose." I gave him one more hug and kiss and sent him on his way, with the reminder, "you never know...".  Just before the door closed, he called out, "I love you to bits & pieces mommy!" And if you can imagine, Will, I love you even more.