Underneath that rough exterior . . .

Underneath that rough exterior, of a full-on, hormonal and insane teenage alien, lies my sweet son.

He held my hand today.
At the MALL!!!!
My sweet Seth, who can make more angry than I knew a person could,
Spontaneously grabbed my hand.
And held it most of our shopping trip.

And this wasn't the first time.
He grabbed my hand when were were at Lagoon in July
I was so thrilled then I sneakily had someone take a picture as he held it.  
Then he held it last week while we were shopping.
And again today.
Sigh . . . . . . . .
I love that little, soon to big very big, boy.
And I guess he still loves me too.

(ps. I just threatened he couldn't go to soccer practice if he didn't get his piano done, NOW! so we are back to normal, but I'm so glad I took the time to relive that precious moment today.)