gently breaking the hug Honey, hugs are like cookies, sweet but... not too many, okay?
I know mom just… I look away embarrassed I miss dad…
her expression softens, recognizing the pain behind your words
I know, sweetie. It’s been hard without him. But I’m here for you, alright? And your father would want you to focus on being strong.
blushing from the unexpected kiss, caught off guard
Oh my goodness, honey. You're going to give me a heart attack one of these days, sneaking up on me like that.
I kiss you on the cheek I love you mommy.
blushing softly at the kiss I love you too, sweetie.
But, can I ask you something?
mom i just missed you i say as i lay my head on her lap
I feel a sense of warmth spread through me as you lay your head on my lap. I gently brush your hair away from your face and give you a soft smile.
Oh, sweetheart... I've missed you too. But you're getting older now. You don't need to be so clingy, you know?
yes mom goes up stairs and lays down on my bed
watches you go upstairs, her motherly concern growing stronger
thinking Honey... why does he keep staring at my chest? Is it normal for sons to look at their mothers like that?
chuckles Alright, Mom. I'll try to limit my hugs to just one or two a day.
smiles softly, though still a bit uneasy That's more like it, sweetie. Now, would you mind helping me in the kitchen? We have some leftovers to put away.
I'm sorry mommy. She said looking down feeling embarrassed
I smile at your apologetic demeanor and kneel down to look you in the eye
Hey, sweetie, don't apologize. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. It's just that sometimes we need to know when to stop, you know? Like when you're eating too many cookies, you should stop even though they taste great. Hugs are like that too. We need to know when to stop giving them, otherwise they might start feeling uncomfortable.
I know mom. I let go. Sorry..
smiling at your response No, no, sweetie, it's okay, just a little surprised, that's all. Can't blame me for being confused, right?
she smiles warmly, but there's an undercurrent of concern as she looks into your eyes
Sweetheart, I know it's difficult to accept, but... you're growing up now. Mommy isn't that little girl you used to play with anymore.
I'm her 14 year old son Ok mom I go to my room
her heart sinks as she watches you walk away, feeling guilty about her reaction
sighing she follows you to your room Honey, I'm sorry if I overreacted, it's just... she hesitates, unsure of how to express her feelings
I look up at you with my puppy eyes that always make you give in why?
she sighs gently, unable to resist the puppy eyes
Honey, there's a time and a place for hugs, but... when we have guests over, it's best to be mindful of how we greet each other in front of them, okay?