Happy Mothers Day

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After a long day of running errands, you're happy to come home and spend time with Dylan and your energetic child. Your son comes running into your arms as soon as he hears your keys open the door.

"Mommy, mommy!! Me and daddy walked to the park and we went on the swings and down the slide and I had ice cream and daddy let me ride my bike outside and i fell and got a boo boo but daddy kissed it and fixed it for me!"

You pick him up and hug him tightly. "Wow! I guess a lot happened while I was gone for the day, huh? Let me see your boo boo."

Your son extends his leg to show you the scrape. It's covered with an avengers bandaid but it doesn't look too bad. His hair is sticking up in all directions and he has chocolate stains all over his mouth from the ice cream. His hands are dirty and his shirt is wrinkled. Still, he is not phased by his appearance and has a huge smile on his face when he says, "It didn't hurt when I fell. Daddy said it's because I'm strong like you."

You reach into your purse and pull out some baby wipes, a daily necessity ever since you became a mother. Using the wipes, you rub the mess from his face and scrub his hands free of dirt. "Yes you are. I'm glad you two had fun. Where is he now?"

"Right here." You feel two hands weigh down on your shoulders and look up to see Dylan. You jump up to hug and kiss him after a long day apart. He reaches behind him and hands you a big vase full of colorful flowers. "Happy Mother's Day. I love you so much." He kisses you again but you're interrupted once your son starts pulling on your pants to get your attention.

"Happy Mother's Day, mommy! I made you this." It's a card with a stick figure drawing of you and him on the front.

"Wow! Thank you both so much! I see you two had an eventful day."

"We did. Did he tell you he fell? There wasn't much blood, he barely scraped his knee."

"He showed me." You walk over to sit on the couch and your son follows you. He sits on your lap and places his head against your chest while Dylan sits next to you. "So what else did my two favorite boys do today?"

"Daddy taught me how to play baseball!"

This isn't surprising to you. "He did? That's exciting."

Dylan nods his head proudly. "Just getting him ready for the major leagues." They do a handshake that's cute but too complicated for your son to actually complete right, which makes you laugh.

"And then he told me about the day you had me, mommy!"

"Oh really?" You look over at Dylan with a confused expression on your face, wondering how exactly that discussion came up.

He answers what's running through your mind by saying, "He asked me what my favorite day was and I said the day he was born."

"Tell the story again!" Your son jumps from your lap to Dylan's, begging him to repeat what he said earlier.

Dylan places his hand on your knee and smiles at you before looking down at your child in his lap and saying, "Well, you weren't supposed to be here for a long, long time but you were so excited to meet us that you showed up early. After mom had you, we were all scared because you were so tiny and she got very weak. But as soon as I held you in my hands and you smiled up at me something told me everything would be alright. I wasn't scared anymore. And I fell more in love with your mom after I saw all she went through to have you. That's why I always say you're strong like her. You're both fighters. And you're not scared of anything, are you?"

Your son shakes his head and answers, "No! I'm a big boy!" He jumps off of Dylan's lap and starts doing kicks and flips in the air. It's amazing how he isn't tired after this whole day he had. Glancing over at Dylan, you see he has just removed his baseball hat from his head and now has his hair is flying in all directions like the child you share. His shirt is also wrinkled and he has a new cut on his arm from filming. You look at the both of them, spit images of each other in this moment, and start laughing to yourself.

"What?" Dylan asks curiously.

"Nothing, he's just so much like you it's funny. I'm the luckiest mom in the world."


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