Big Man (formerly New Baby) – Age 1
Big Man’s Tunnel of Love.
Mommy feeds me and keeps me clean, but those aren’t the most important things she does. Hell, even Daddy can do that, although clean becomes a relative term when he’s in charge. Mommy is a part of me like no one else in the world is a part of me. Mommy makes everything better just by coming near. She makes me feel safe and comfortable. She’s warmer than anybody else. Her heart beats the perfect time and her skin smells like love.
When Mommy picks me up, clouds part and the sun shines from her eyes. In her glow, I am never alone. Even when I walk around a corner and can’t see her, she can see me. She sees me with her heart and she will come in an instant if her heart tells her I need her. Mommy knows my worries and my fears. Whatever the trouble, Mommy makes it right.
Buster – Age 3
Buster’s crown of patience.
Mommy listens to me. I have trouble saying some sounds, so big people can’t always understand my words. Sometimes Mommy can’t understand everything I say, but she always listens. And she always responds. She knows I have the words, but my tongue can’t always say them. She doesn’t always figure out my words, but she knows what I mean. She knows because she’s Mommy.
She understands my words perfectly when I tell her, “I love you, Mommy.” Those words are easy.
Mommy’s patient. She’s teaching me how to use the potty. Daddy would let me wear diapers until I could read an instructional manual on potty training. Mommy makes me feel proud to use the potty, even though I’m still a little shy about it. She doesn’t give up because I had an accident. She brings me dry underwear, and then everything’s okay again. Mommy makes it right.
Big Brother – Age 6
Big Brother’s appliance of helpful goodness.
Mommy makes me do things I don’t feel like doing. She makes me do my homework before play. She makes me practice math and spelling. She makes me take baths and clean up my messes. She makes me write thank-you notes and letters to apologize to my teacher when I’ve misbehaved in school. Daddy makes me do difficult things too, but he forgets about my homework sometimes and I don’t think he knows what a thank-you note is.
I sometimes get upset about all the things Mommy makes me do, but it doesn’t last long. Deep down, I know why she makes me do them, and I’m glad I have somebody like that. She makes me do these things because she cares. She wants me to be good. I want to be good too, but sometimes it’s hard and I need help.
Daddy says he wants me to be a good man one day. I’m not really sure how to do that. Mommy wants me to be a good boy, right now. That, I understand. Even though I sometimes stray from being a good boy, I know there’s always somebody to help me get back on track, because Mommy makes it right.
Snoozing on the Sofa 
That’s such a sweet post! 🙂
Thanks. It’s easy when the truth is sweet.
That will be a very nice mother’s day “card” for her. 🙂
Cha-ching! Saves me $4.99 at the Hallmark store. Who says writing doesn’t pay?
If only my mom had a computer…
Awwww….Happy Mother’s Day 😀
And also to you.
Writing this is the best Mother’s Day gift a Mom could receive. Well done sir!
Good. Because her real gift is on back order and hopefully this will suffice until it gets here.
I think you might get to have sex tonight, once Mommy reads this!
If that’s the unintended consequence, then I suppose I shall have to live with it.
I think you know your family very, very well Scott. Daddy’s a good guy deep down. Happy Mother’s Day to your house. You’ve got the perfect one for the job, boys, seems to me! ❤
I am very fortunate in so many ways, Mark. Please give my best Mother’s Day wishes to your dear wife.
Thanks, Scott. Will do. 🙂
I’m with Big Man on what “Mommy” means to me…
That’s good, because if you were with Buster that would be quite a revelation, and more than I need to know about you.
Scott, that’s so sweet! Tell your wife happy mother’s day from me as well.
Done. And of course we wish you the same.
Awww… Thanks.
Moms play that ver special emotional role, don’t they? Really nice post.
Mom does all the stuff that needs doing now, while Dad is busy looking ahead to the potential of the future.
Awe, ain’t you sweet? Jesus, little man is 1 already? Where have I been?? Glad to see everything is going well in your household, thanks to mommy. There’s something a mom has that we just don’t, no matter what the “best” dads try to say.
While you were off moving on up in the world little man became a big man and all sorts of fun and annoying things happened. And yes, I am pretty damned sweet, now that you mention it.