So yesterday I had a killer head ache all day. The kind that blurs your vision and makes it impossible to concentrate on anything. I had alread taken my dose of Ibuprofin, but it hadn’t done any good. I came home grumpy and whined out my woes, and Jacob and Cohen said a little prayer for my head ache to go away… and it did!
But that’s not the best part of the story.
I had grad class that night, and when I got home, Cohen ran to greet me in the kitchen (like he always does.) Except this time he hugged my leg extra long and gave me a kiss and said, “you okay mama.” Seriously- I think that moment may have been the best mom-moment I’ve ever had.
Later on that night when we were reading books, I thanked Cohen for helping make my head ache go away. He asked innocently, “Where head ache go?” I responded, “It just went away.” “Up there?” he pointed to a corner of the room. I shook my head. “Up there?” he pointed to the opposite corner. “No,” I said, “You can’t really see where the head ache went.” Cohen’s response without any prompting: “Jesus take it away.”
Seriously, could life get any better?
