Unconditional Love

Tonight I was chastising the boys for some hand to hand combat that has become the norm for working out their disagreements.

I first took the older boy and very sternly told him, "I don't care what he does, Max is three and you do not hit him...EVER."

I then turned to Max, who already had the lower lip protruding and a few tears welling up, "Do NOT hit...EVER!"

He burst into tears and leaned in for a hug as he told me, "I still love you Mama."