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Just of  few of the beauties in this day consist of;  perfect fall temperatures and a van that works (a.k.a  'Shrek') and a boy who lays next to me on the bed and chats.

Ever since my boy could move himself away from me, he has always made a point to "check in" several times a day.

As a baby, he would explore and play and then army crawl to me and just sit on my lap for a while.

I remember noticing this was a regular thing, and particular to Jack,  when he was three years old.  We were vacationing somewhere with family and I noticed how, several times a day, he stopped playing with cousins and came to sit on my lap for a while.

He still does this.  Taking regular breaks from playing with friends, he marches in - tall and skinny - a full-fledged boy covered in dirt.  He sits at the table next to me and sighs,   "How you doin',  Mom?"  We hang out for a bit and chat.  Then he heads out again.

Today he asked me what Dad and I are going to do when the nest is empty.  I said (with a wink)  that I will cry and tear my hair out and not know what to do with myself.  He smiled.   I then said (soberly) that he better come and visit.

"Oh.  I will" -  he says.

I know it.  And it makes me grateful to have been gifted with such a darling.  To count only the blessings that come from having a boy like Jack are ample enough to get me through any day.