Matthew turns to me after reading stories tonight and says, "I love you."
"Thanks! I love you, too."
"Do you love me so much vat you always wanna be wiff me?"
"Hmmm (it IS bedtime, so I don't really want to be with him any longer tonight, but I choose to answer with the bigger picture in mind). Yes!"
"Me too. Vat's why I follow you all awound in evee woom."
"Ah, I see. That makes sense."
"And I sometimes want yoh attention a lot so I jus' say, "Mom? Mom? Mom?"" and he grabs my arm and hug squeezes it as tight as he can.
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