Melt My Heart.....

Tuesday is a Pick Up Owen Day for us.

He goes to pre-school every morning until 10:30.  Then he rides the bus to the babysitter's house on Mondays, Thursdays, and Fridays.  On Tuesdays and Wednesdays we are in the pick up lane for him.  If Blaine is not working, then he will pick him up.

Today we were running a little late, and I was concerned that he would be waiting for us.  However, when we pulled into the pick-up lane, the bus wasn't in line yet.  We were good.

I spotted the little kids coming to the door with their teachers and instructional assistants.  All of them are always holding hands and trying to maneuver out the door.  After my first pick-up day when Owen walked past me and to the bus, I usually hop out of the vehicle and stand on the sidewalk to wait for him.

Today I hopped out, stood on the sidewalk, and waited.  He spotted me, and said "MAMAW!"  He broke loose from the teacher and began to run.

She cautioned him to not fall on the hose which was stretched across the sidewalk, so I stepped over it so it wasn't in his way.  He continued to run to me, and as I bent down, he threw himself at me and hugged my knees.  He wouldn't let go!

We finally scooted over to the Escape, I opened the door, and he squirmed out of his backpack so he could climb into the back seat and into the carseat.

He was chattering to Papaw as I fastened the clips of the carseat, waved good bye to his friends and his teachers, and we were on our way home.

I love that little guy.  He can be ornery at times.  He can want to snuggle or he can run right past my outstretched arms yelling for Papaw!

But today he saw me.  His Mamaw.  And his eyes lit up.  And he yelled for me.  And he ran to me and right into my arms.

He melted my heart.