You look nice

In the midst of rushing about this morning, getting ready for work, Nik, watching me brush my hair, says quietly: “You look nice, mommy.”

And I stop, and look at him, and see him looking at me seriously, no smile on his face, and I smile at him, reach out my hand and say “Thanks, bubba!”

And he smiles and then grins and runs to me and nuzzles into my side.

Then hops away and we are swept up again in the morning rush.

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