Today after nap, Bodie and I were snuggling. All of the sudden, he sat up, pointed down at one of his chest tube scars (which, by the way, look far worse than the chest incision scar, which has always kind of surprised me) and said "boo boo, mama. Boo boo."
I had to catch my breath. My sweet little man. Of course I knew he'd notice someday. I guess I just didn't realize it'd be so soon. Thinking of one of the most important lessons I have to teach him, to be proud and not ashamed of what he's been through and what those scars represent, I gently corrected him and said "no boo boo, sweetheart. It's your warrior mark."
He looked up at me with a huge grin, eyes full of wonder and pronounced proudly "Orrier mark, mama." Yep, my little "orrier" indeed.