My 8 year old is growing up to be a lovely young man.
I guess, as parents, we hardly see significant growth in kids until we look back and recount. However, lately, it's very prevalent that this little kiddo is maturing.
I believe his language of love is "acts" as he likes doing little things for people. Here are a few instances.
I had a headache just the other day. And after taking a nap, it was still lingering around. But it was time to send the joys for enrichment so I had to get up and go. I casually mentioned it to K when we were walking to the lift and once we got into the car, he immediately put his fingers on my temple to massage it. And he turned to his little brother and said 'hey Jake! Can you move to the back so that I can sit in the middle to massage mummy's head cause she has a headache."
Once in a while, he would ask if we would like a foot massage and he would just stand there and rub our feet. My husband loves it whenever he offers. It's like his personal masseuse.
So this arvo, as I picked him up from school, he brought me a packet of vitasoy and said 'Here mum! I bought you this because you like it' and my heart just melted into a puddle of goo. I LOVE VITASOY and I love that he knows it. :)
Now I must be doing something right in this parenting gig to deserve someone this special as a kid, yeah?