life with a grade schooler: more beautiful

There are times when, instead of calling you by your name, or “Anak”, I call you “Beautiful”. Of course being you mother, you’re always gorgeous in my eyes. There are days though when I feel that you’re exceptionally beautiful, like this evening. So I called you again, “Hey, Beautiful”.

Your face serious, brows furrowed, and with a concerned tone, you faced me squarely. What you said next made my mouth drop.

Mommy, your much more beautiful than I am, you know. You just don’t realise it because you can’t see your own face. Well, not unless you go look at yourself in the mirror.

You then turned and looked in the mirror. I was speechless. Being your mom, I know when you’re joking or not. And I know the one you just said is really what you believed in.

I just can’t understand how though. And it’s not for the lack of looking at myself in the mirror. 😂 😂 😂

But still, thank you, Anak.