The older my boys get, the more I realize how important it is to spend one-on-one time with them.
Working through their struggles.
This morning, I took Lincoln to Starbucks and we had a coffee date together.
He skipped as we walked in. I could tell how special he felt and it melted me to see him wanting this time together as much as I did.
He had one request:
coffee toffee. In a tup - just wike Momma's.
We don't allow our already hyperactive children to have "toffee", so I ordered him a hot chocolate. But, it was utterly precious to watch him holding that cup and then looking around to see if the other people in Starbucks could see what a big boy he was.
Dwinking his toffee.
He told me that he wanted to come back to "Starbox" tomorrow.
I loved my time with him. Every precious minute.
His joyful smile told me he loved it, too.
Maybe even as much as his toffee and chocowit donut.