Liam to Mommy

Last night I was feeling a bit blue and fighting off yet another work-induced migraine so I snuck upstairs to lay down (hide) in the darkness of the bedroom. Not more than 2 minutes later I hear Liam chattering away and I was quickly detected. He opened up the door and climbed up beside me on the bed and leaned in and gave me a kiss and told me that he loved me and that he "just wanted to be near me wherever I was." He kissed my headache away and asked if I felt better. No matter what kind of crappy mood I am in this child intuitively knows just what I need. A hug and a kiss. He is such a nurturer by nature...I think he would make a splendid doctor/nurse/therapist/artist/teacher/parent. He just knows. I've seen him kiss Grandma Karen's headache away and Grandma Schwartz's bloody owwwie. He will go up to a crying child and ask if they are ok and then rub their back tenderly and reassure them that they would be alright. Like I said, the boy just KNOWS. I pray he never outgrows that sweet, caring disposition.