This little person, who is not this little anymore, can melt my heart with the smallest of words.Recently our good nights have turned in to this:
Me: I love you.
Him: I love you, too.
Me.: I love you more. Good night.
NEXT NIGHT:
Him: I love you.
Me: I love you, too.
Him: I love you more.
Last night as we snuggled up to say good night and exchange our "mores" he said:
"You're a good momma."
Did you just tear up a little, too?
2 comments:
totally teared up! you are a good momma.
Maybe you could do a card for the beginning of summer. It would be such a nice surprise in the mail. And summer is everybody's fave.
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