The other day when you made those little fruit concoctions with strawberries, blueberries, and whipped cream, he was watching. And he tried his best to recreate them for me when he brought me breakfast in bed this morning.
Every Saturday morning when you go out and get me a half-caf white chocolate mocha from Starbucks, he's watching. So today, as I made my cheap imitation weekday drink {cappuccino mix & water}, he said he wanted to learn to make it for me. As I began telling him what I do, he quickly ran and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen so he wouldn't miss any steps. It now hangs on the fridge for reference.
He's learning all the little ways you say "I love you" and letting me know he loves me too.
He's watching you.
And someday we'll watch him show his wife and children just how much they mean to him.
Because he learned it from his dad.
And he couldn't have a better teacher.
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