Big Hands but Bigger Heart

This morning I was fighting to wake up as my kids cheerfully played around me at 6:30(I won't let them turn the lights on until then but they're usually up before 6:00--yuck) and my eyes started to water as I yawned. Asher saw the tears and became very concerned. He walked up to me, pointed to my eyes and said, "Mommy hurt? Owie? Mommy okay?" He was so concered that he looked like he was ready to cry. My boy. I love him, his tough head, big hands and very tender heart.