Yellow Leaves

The first conversation of my day went like this:

Brendan: Mommy, what if I were a leaf? And I fell of the tree and floated down to the ground?
Me: I'd watch you float down and be proud of what a beautiful leaf you turned out to be. And I'd miss you.
Brendan: No, Mommy. You're a leaf, too.
Me: Oh. Then, I'd fall off the tree and float away with you.
Brendan: Yeah. I love all the leaf-es...especially the Mommy and Daddy and Beckett leaf-es.

Just remembering that moment is like a big, warm hug.