"You’re the best."
"Thank you very much."
"How did you do such a good job?"
"I’m glad you’re my son."
"What would I do without you?"
Words like that were repeated many times yesterday as Clark and Phil shoveled four yards of beauty mulch into wheelbarrows to be distributed to our flower beds and two yards of soil to cover the front yard so we can reseed. I know the importance of sincere, encouraging words but they are particularly sweet when either Clark or Phil says “Good job, Mom!”
(Here is Phil enjoying a smoothie of banana, soy milk, Splenda, frozen strawberries and mangoes, vanilla, and a handful of fresh spinach with his sister.)