Special K came bounding down the stairs Tuesday night, an hour past bedtime, hunting for a stuffed animal to cuddle. After retrieving her precious swan from behind a couch she turned and bounced back to the stairs.
I called after her, "I love you, Boo." She stopped in her tracks but didn't respond. "I love you", I repeated. Suddenly she began to sob. "Boo, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"I just love you," she wailed as she ran to me for a hug and a kiss. We sat together, squeezing each other tight for several minutes.
Special K is such a tangled ball of kinetic energy that we often forget what an affectionate heart, overflowing with emotion, she has. She warms my own heart with her tender exuberance. What a lovely gift from God she has been to us. Hopefully we remember that quality when she tries our patience, as she so often does.