Big Muscles But Also, Big Hearts

Just when you've lost yourself in the rough and tumble of boys, witnessing their countless attempts at wrestling, couch jumping, monster truck toy crashing a brilliant break through! Had to share, this is too good to be true. Today, a normal Weds. after lunch, the boys are loudly playing in the other room and I am emptying the kitchen trash. As I pull the very full kitchen trash bag from the can and lift the can with it, it suddenly drops onto my 2 smallest of unsuspecting toes. The pain that results from this is almost in fathomable! haha. I yelp and go hopping across the floor and what to my wondering eyes appear..two wide eyed little boys, stopped dead in their tracks! Now what is funny is that my youngest who just turns 2, he's hanging out in just a diaper mind you, comes running over to me "mommy, k?" "Mommy OK?" he's asking. He then rubs me on the shoulder to console me and sits in my lap to hug me.:) I was flattered, all my work of consoling them when they crash is starting to set in? Nah..but then, Mr. Jack goes one step further. He goes into the kitchen, sees the trashcan out and the cabinet door still open where it usually resides. He grabs the can (that's every bit as large as him) and GRUNTS as he flexes his baby muscles to pick it up and places it back into the cabinet, closes door! I couldn't believe my eyes..takin' care of his Mama! What a gentleman! More than the hugs and shoulder rubbing, I think that grunt he let out and seeing him lift that ginormous thing in Pampers was my favorite moment of it all. *sigh..I truly do love my boys and all of their "moments." :)