Do you love your knees? Of all things that are a part of my body that I might or might not love, my knees are not even on my radar.

My son, however, loves his knees. Out of the blue he told me so. This morning while getting him dressed. He simply started rubbing his knees and said “I love my knees, Mommy”. I was caught off guard. I don’t think I’ve ever heard that sentence spoken in all of my life. “Your knees?”, I asked. “Yes, Mommy. I love my knees”.

I love your knees too, V.