One of my favorite compliments

"Hey mom, can you build this with me?"

"Actually, that looks like something you'd be better off building with Dad," I responded.

"What do you mean?" Jack asked.

"He's just better at that kind of thing. You know how Dad's better at some things and Mom's better at others?"

"Yeah, like you're really good at cuddling."

"I'm so glad you think so! I love cuddling with you."

That was such a great compliment . . . but it didn't stop there.

"You know what else I like about you?"

"What?"

"Your feels."

"Uh . . .my what?" I asked, though I wasn't completely sure I wanted to know what he meant.

"You know . . . your feels. Like when I feel you, you're soft and warm or when you scratch my back it feels so good."

I know the day is coming where he'll be reluctant to hug me and he'll be too big to sit in my lap, so this conversation is one that I'll remember for a long, long time.