My Quan-a-rama

I was being a goob and I spread out my arms and exclaimed "embrace me!" I held on tight to my little 11 year old nephew- he is still little. He wrapped his arms around me while I kissed his head, he said; "I love you to heaven and back."

There have been a few moments like this.. That I will be sitting there and he will just hold my hand. He will sit with me. He will exclaim his joy when I sit by him for dinner.. And he seemed more than eager when I suggested he come jump on me in the morning to wake me up before he left for school.

Oh, my Quan-a-rama. I love this boy. I am so glad that I get this break from reality to be here and repeatedly tell him how wonderful he is. He has a fiery temper, steam is occasionally billowing from his ears.. but he has a tender heart and his love is all encompassing. What a sweetheart. What a joy.