Please, Mom

Abby in the middle of the night last night: Mom - Beenana cwying.  Please feed her, mom.  Mom?  Please, mom - please feed her!

Me: I'm working on it, Ab - thanks for worrying so much about her.  Now go back to sleep.

Abby: Okay, Mom.  Goodnight, Mom!  I love you, Momma!

Me: I love you, too, Abby!

What a sweetie!

Isaac this mornin with a hair claw in his hand - he walked up to me and said, "Mom - what's that?" as he tried to pinch it onto my skin.
Me: Ow, Isaac - that hurts!
Isaac, as he pats my arm: Sorry Mom - sorry!

Isaac in my brother's arms just before they closed the casket this morning - my brother sobbing: Uh-oh.  What the matter? It okay, Owun - it okay!
He wiped his cheek with his hand and patted his arm.

What a sweetie!

Moments after I found out my grandma was going to pass away in a matter of hours, I walked into the kitchen behind my children - both headed eagerly to the pantry to get their Vitamin C.  I was sobbing.  Their eager shrills of excitement stopped abruptly when they turned around and saw the uncontrollable tears streaming down my cheeks.

Abby: Uh-oh!  Mommy - what happen?  You okay?  C'mere. It okay, sweetie!  It okay!
She gave me a huge, tender bear hug and put her cheek against mine as she took her little hand to wipe the tears away.  I smiled/laughed and gave her a big hug and said thank you!

Isaac: Mom - it's okay, Mommy!  It's okay.  What wong?

Me: Guys, Great-grandma is really sick.  She's at the hospital with the doctors, but she is really sick.  Really sick.

Abby (very matter-of-factly): Gate gamma sick - need to go doctor.  Her ear hurt - need medicine.  Need go doctor.

I laughed and said, "She is at the doctor, Abby, but it looks like she is going to go to live with Heavenly Father for a while to wait for us in heaven."

Abby took a second to process it and then said, "Mom - lets go - lets go find him [her]."

They are so great!  I love them so much!