My sweet little soul

Tonight before bed we read Puff the Magic Dragon. While I am no singer, I sang each and every page. At the end, I closed the book and I turned to Parker who was tapping me gently on the shoulder. This is what followed.

Parker: You know what Mommy?

Me: What buddy?

Parker: While you were reading, I almost cried. (Eyes filling up with tears)

Me: You did buddy? Was it when Jackie grew up and he did not come to visit Puff anymore?

Parker: Uh Huh. (Burying his head in my lap).

Me: Were you sad that Puff did not have a friend anymore?

Parker: Yes. (Looking up at me with tears streaming down his face)

Me: Its okay buddy. You are so sweet to think about Puff's feelings like that.

Every day I realize more and more what a sweet soul Parker has. He is so much like Kevin it is truly remarkable. He is so empathetic that I wonder where in the world the real Parker goes when the monster in him comes out. He really does feel so deeply for others when they are hurting. Every night he prays for someone who is sad or sick. He always makes sure I am okay. He talks about my grandmother and how he worries about her. And he always gives one more hug or one more kiss. Oh how I love him so.