Now that's mushy

Yeah....I'm not a particularly gushy mom, but I don't have a heart of STONE.

So I have to do a little bit of mommy-vomiting today, and by that I mean the sugary, overly sweet, ohmigosh-my-kids-are-so-awesome-and-can-you-believe-what-they-did-and-doesn't-it-just-make-you-want-to-cry anecdotes that I generally try to avoid because it's just NOT MY THING.

But, today? It's my thing.

Dear Mom, 

If I could 

choose 

who 

my Mom was, 

I would choose 

you.

Love,

Travis

This, on a little scrap of paper cut with fancy craft scissors into the shape of a heart. He got done with his art project early at school, and decided to write me a note.

Gulp.