"Erom," I softly woke up my son.
He let out a whimper and then slowly opened his little eyes. I automatically greeted him with a smile.
"Get up, son. We will get ready for school," I said while massaging his hair.
Erom is five years old so he is currently attending Kindergarten.
My son raised his hands in the air. "Hug, Mommy," he said.
I chuckled and pinched his tiny nose. "My baby is so sweet as always,” I said then I bent down to hug him.
"Good morning, my most beautiful mom," he greeted.
My heart melted at the simple appraisal of my son. I have always been receiving good criticisms from people who admire me, but it really hits different when it comes from your child.
I broke our hug and looked at him. "Hmm. What does my prince need?"
He giggled and rose up from the bed. He hug
