Woke up with a new pimple on my nose and Peanut grabbed my face:
P: Mommy. What is that on your nose?
M: Is it a sore?
P: Yes! A new one. Kind of red and kind of white.
M: Oh.
P: Mommy, do you need one Band-Aid or one hug?
M: Hmmm. A hug sounds very nice.
P: [hugs me] There you go, Mommy.
I think that’s the first time in my life I was hugged specifically because I had a zit.
Damn, they sure do pay well when they pay, don’t they. That erased pretty much every pimple in high school, right there.
NaptimeWriting 
So sweet! Kids are the best medicine, you know?
Peanut is super cute!
Hah, that is just adorable.
I hope someone hugs me the next time a zit takes over my chin!
@desiree and ck I know…pretty cute. Still makes me feel good. I know he doesn’t know yet what society finds awful and repulsive. Clearly, for he still grabs trash out of the gutter. But the fact that he still just saw me, didn’t think I was less for it, was lovely. I realize he just offers Band-aids and hugs as rote response because that’s what I offer. But the hug was really sweet. So was the “There you go, Mommy.” when he was done with the hug.
That is the sweetest story.
My daughters like to ring my zits like a doorbell. NOT CUTE.