Your son, being the age of four, is so sweet and such a good kid.

He absolutely loves cuddles, is a mama's boy. Of course, since your husband, his dad, passed away when he was the age of one and a half because of cancer.

While he naps, you do some cleaning around the house, and even a bit of crying after finding some memories of your husband, but you have your son.

As you finish up cleaning, you hear little footsteps patter against the wooden floor, soon entering the kitchen.