Don't Judge a Book by it's Cover

While the other boys were at scouts, Zack and I were preparing for our favorite game: "cuddle mommy and watch a TV show."  I ran upstairs to do a few things and left Zack downstairs to clean up his school stuff. After I few minutes I hear him start to cry. And cry and cry. I found him downstairs on the couch, cuddled up with a teddy bear just sobbing. The source of his tears?

I haven't read it awhile but it makes me teary just to think about it. He checked this book out of the library because he thought it looked funny. He was wrong. But it gave me an even better excuse to give him lots of hugs and play an extra long game of "cuddle mommy and watch a TV show."