huggable

Within the past week or so, Malcolm has taken to running into my legs (full force) and wrapping his arms around them for a great big toddler-sized hug.

I can be standing in the kitchen preparing dinner, brushing my teeth at the sink in the bathroom, or just standing still for a moment, taking a breath and planning my next move and ...

BAM!

There he is.

Running at me from across the room or around the corner.

Hugging my legs and catching me off guard ... A huge grin plastered across his face.

He may not be able to say it yet, but his actions proclaim it from the rooftops.


This kid loves his Mama!