"Luf you mama"
I choked out, "I love you too!" and left her to rest.
And here I sit trying to capture how three little, garbled words can make my heart swell up so much that I can hear Boris Karloff describing it in my head.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Guess what I heard...
... as I tucked Little Sister in (with her three specific blankets, in their specific order, for my very OCD specific child):
"Luf you mama"
I choked out, "I love you too!" and left her to rest.
And here I sit trying to capture how three little, garbled words can make my heart swell up so much that I can hear Boris Karloff describing it in my head.
"Luf you mama"
I choked out, "I love you too!" and left her to rest.
And here I sit trying to capture how three little, garbled words can make my heart swell up so much that I can hear Boris Karloff describing it in my head.
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Thanks for making my heart swell too :)
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