Heart melted

Bub was home from school with a cold. He was just sick enough to be pathetic so he spent the morning watching tv and I even got him some munchkins.  Well, afternoon rolled up and I was desperate to get the fussy baby out for a short walk. Bub was seemingly far less sick as he tortured the cats in turn.

Liam! Put your shoes on! Hurry up or you're not coming! Don't get dirty! Put the bug down! YOU'RE MAKING ME NUTS!

He bends down and picks a dandelion and says
For you, Mama.

Sigh.  Who can withstand that kind of manipulation? I had to give him a kiss and hold his little, dirty, bug-slimy hand and be happy that he was mine.