He calls me Mom...

and I can't think of anything better to be called. Although saddened that it's not Mommy anymore--the Mom thing happened a number of years ago and gosh that hits your heart. This is just another point that shows he is growing up. Which he is and all too fast for me. But, within the sadness I see a glimpse of his future and the man I pray he becomes. I see those moments every day and that makes my heart happy. Because one thing that I see is that his heart is AMAZING...truly amazing.

Remember around Christmas I had posts on RACKs? Well, it's not just a Christmas activity for us, we do try to do this throughout the year in different ways. The other night, I took him to get something out for dinner. (That's a treat, especially on a school night!) It was just the two of us. We were walking and passed a meter that was about to run out. He said "Oh, Mom we need to fill this for them. It's about to run out. Don't for get about RACKs." Mind you, he said this as you would picture a child asking for a cookie or something they wanted badly.

I looked at the time, knowing we were going to just pick dinner up and take it home that night and told him that if it was that way when we came out that we could. He checked it as soon as we got out and yes, he did fill it for them. After that, he had a hop in his step and my heart swelled. I said "Boy, I love your heart!". I do, I love his heart. I love him and I am blessed to be called Mom.