I love being the mama of a little boy.
And I absolutely adore that little boy most when he is caked in chalk and dried mud (that he spent this hot January day splashing in) with leaves in his hair. Perhaps it is my beginnings running around a farm for hours each day playing in mud, clay, creeks and forests, but I simply wouldn't want it any other way.
And, of course, it doesn't hurt that this same little boy gets excited when bright yellow wildflowers spring up in our yard and simply must bring some in for me to look at in the kitchen or by my bed...
...yep, I am definitely in love with being a little boy's mama.
