This morning I was sitting in the car with Anthony waiting at the end of our drive for the neighbor to swing on by and pick him up to head to the bus stop. While we were waiting, Anth asked me to pull up the map on the navigation thing in the car. We looked at the map for a minute and then he began to tell me where our house was. I corrected him and pointed out where our house actually was and.....and then he got mad and stopped talking to me and pretty much ignored me the remainder of our wait.
Our neighbor finally pulled up and I told Anthony I loved him. He didn't say it back. He got out of the car, closed the door, and just like I always do, I blew him a kiss. He watched me without blowing a kiss back.
Wow.....Break. My. Heart.
When do children learn how to break their Mama's hearts?.....intentionally?
When he gets off the bus this afternoon, I'm going to give him a big 'ol bear hug and show him that even when he's angry with me and tries his best to hurt my feelings, this Mama will always have a heart so full of love for him. Even if it did take all day to put the pieces back together!