Him....

There's been much talk on this blog of the girl, so I feel I need to share what's been going on with the Tomma.

For one thing: One on one time with mom. He and I have gotten into a nice daily routine this fall. We hit the library on Mondays, swim on Wednesdays, and try to make everyday errands together fun. He is a pleasure to have as my wing-man. I even miss him when he is at school three (longerish) mornings a week.

Than there's the comments I hear. Ridiculous daily comments like:

"Mom? I was hanging out with God and I saw a lady in a really nice outfit and it was you. I asked God if you could be my mom and you ARE my mom!"

or how about...

"In my heart, mom - I really, really love you. You are the greatest mom."

or to himself...

"Boy it's a great day!" or "Boy that lady is fancy!" or "Boy we have a nice house!"

or to a little boy staring at him in checkout at Target...

"Hi! I just got this Star Wars notepad. Ask your mom. If you are good, you can get it in the dollar area at Target right now."

He's always been "a different" and things really have not changed. He is sweet, funny, TALKATIVE, thoughtful, inquisitive and just plain charming. Strangers genuinely seem to make note of him.

This morning at swim lessons, the tough-nosed Coach Joan said to me,
"I've taught a lot of kids and seen some real pistols in my day. I just have to tell you your son is a complete pleasure. He really is such a sweet boy."

Maybe I'm too hard on my kids, or maybe, due to some recent extended family comments, I just needed to hear that from an outsider, out of the blue. I already knew this to be true, but it was really, really nice to hear.

I am so lucky to be Tommy's mom.