A Gift From My Son

Kyle very proudly brought me something held behind his back this afternoon.

He told me, "guess what it is."  

I said something silly like "a pickle" since that usually gets a funny response from him.

He said "Mom....."  Then brought it out.

The most beautiful leaves from one of my Red Sunset maples, that are now beginning to turn.

I said "Oh, Kyle!  They're beautiful!  They're my favorite!"  

He said "I know!  I got them from one of the trees in the front. And I did it like this," he added, pointing to his feet with only socks on.

I grinned, and expressed my thanks.

He grinned and went away pleased with himself.

I wasn't about to complain about him going out without his shoes on such a rainy day.  No way. 

I love that boy.  He melts my heart.