This week I am so thankful for the goodbye hugs that I receive from my husband and my son when I am heading out the door. Just recently my son has been asking me not to go to work and yes this breaks my heart. Now he has started to tell me these crazy stories just as I'm walking out of the door. He does this knowing I will listen as long as I can just to hear him talk, this is just the cutest thing. He often stands in between me and the front door saying "Please don't go momma." I love knowing that he loves me and loves our time together. He has also begun to say that he hasn't gave me bye bye hugs and kisses so I will give him more. I like how he has already figured out how to hang on to those last few seconds of time before a separation. Yes I know I should not be encouraging this behavior and that in the end I will be paying for it, but the moment in time for a goodbye hug is so fulfilling and will always hold a special place in my heart. After all I'm sure as he gets older there will be times where I will be lucky to get a goodbye wave, so I definitely cherish these special times.
