There was a day not too long ago that I went into mourning.
It was the day I realized my boys no longer wanted to give me hugs or kiss me on the cheek. Instead, I had been relegated to the “Yucky Girls Club”. A club I had not even been invited to! How’s that for cliques?
You’re kidding! No more kisses from my 8-year-old? Just because he’s at the stage where he thinks girls are gross? I’m never to have a peck on the cheek until I stand in the receiving line at his wedding some day?!
(I was having faith he would be past the “yucky kisses” stage by then)
Can you see why I was mourning? Now it’s one thing if my new teenager doesn’t want to kiss me on the cheek anymore, but my eight-year-old?!! Why it seems only yesterday that I was changing his diapers and tickling his bellybutton. I can still remember his sweet words when he would crawl into bed with me early mornings and say, “Scoot ober, please!”
I was not ready for him to be completely done with Mom yet.
So I came up with a way to get my kisses, wanted or not. Remember my quest to cure the whining this summer? And how I made them kiss me for punishment sometimes?
Well, I got my kisses, but it did a funny thing. Once Logan, our 8-year-old, had to fulfill his punishment . . . he began to realize Mom wasn’t so yucky after all!
One evening later, as everyone was saying goodnight, he came over and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. Looking rather sheepish, yet hopeful.
I became a puddle right there in the living room. And then when, a couple weeks later, the 11-year-old decided that if his younger brother could do it, he could too – Mom was over the moon!
Looks like I’ve now been kicked out of the “Yucky Girls Club” and back to just being Mom.
And there I hope to stay until they turn thirteen . . .
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Sandra Miller says
Cute!
Donna Wray says
How sweet! Yes, no son should ever get too old to kiss his mama–’tis good for the heart, and his too!
Kendra says
I agree!!
Betsy says
Aww! I love this. I remember when my boys got to the age when they felt they were too old to kiss me. Although my middle son still held my hand when crossing the street until he was close to 16-17 because, “Mom needs my help.” He’s now married with two little ones of his own, but he still hugs and kisses me when we see each other, (which isn’t nearly often enough, only a few times a year.)
Blessings,
Betsy
Kendra says
Sounds like a wonderful son!
Miriam Graber says
That’s so sweet!! How many mamas would love to receive those special kisses yet!!