"I worry about you"

Yesterday Lexi was being her typical motherly self. She was hoarding the Vanilla Wafers. She walked over to the boys and immediately started talking in a higher pitched voice. Her eyebrows were raised and there was a slight nod to her head as she asked them if they would like a Vanilla Wafer. They reluctantly said yes after realizing that she had a death grip on the box. After a few rounds the boys conceited and followed her game. Toward the end of the handout Lexi gave Trevor a vanilla wafer, looked at him with tenderness and said in the most nurturing way, "I worry about you."

I snickered wondering where in the world she heard that from. Then I realized it was me. As Trevor was recovering from his surgery and was in so much pain I had mentioned how I worried about him. It just came across completely different when he was recovered and fine. The joy of being a parent.