His eyes.

He feels it.

He told me the other day that sometimes he gets tears in his eyes when he hears a certain song.

Today we happened to be listening to that song.  I called him over and asked my 7 year old boy if he felt it here as I pointed to my heart.  He couldn't look me in the eyes and I pressed him.  But I knew he felt it.

When I sing, sometimes I get tears.  It is that place we feel deeply. 

I'm so glad he feels deeply. 

He has such interesting eyes that see things.  Just when I think I

can figure out Bobo, he throws me for a loop.

I know God wants to break me out of my box by loving Bobo

and not wanting him to always conform to what I think or

even

He is different than me in some ways and similar in other ways. 

 

He really wanted to see our new pastor the other Sunday.  We

have been helping in Sunday school all month so we have missed

big church and our church has been going through some changes.

I love that he even was excited to go see and hear this pastor.

Well out of the blue we were driving in the car and he said,

"On Sunday, what he said really touched me."

I asked which part.

He said, "That you will live longer if you forgive."

You just never know what is going to stick.

This morning, Bobo snuggled up by me in bed.  Then after

a bit he said, "Mom, it's 7:15, you better get on your run."

Accountability comes in many forms.  He has been snuggling

more and more.  I forget sometimes that he used to snuggle me

so much before baby girl.

He and papa painted his board.

He gave me this magazine picture and told me to save it

because he wants his hair to look like this.  One summer day,

he found some face paints and he and his sister tried to

recreate the look.  He wanted to look weathered. 

(The sun was in his eyes a bit but they did a pretty good job...

I love their creativity).