Doesn't your child have a hundred questions a day for you?
A hundred times a day, Boo says, "Oma, guess what..?" or "Mom, I have to show you something." His enthusiam is unbounded. Isn't that the charm, the beauty, the innocence of a child? But isn't it also - truth be told - a bit wearying?
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<>Last week, Boo said, "Mom, I have to tell you something."
From the other room, I, distracted, said "Mmmhmm, what?"
"Mom, it's something really important."
A bit wearily, a bit impatiently I asked, "What?"
With a serious, six ear-old face, he looked up from his playing to say, "Mom, I really, really love you."
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A hundred times a day, Boo says, "Oma, guess what..?" or "Mom, I have to show you something." His enthusiam is unbounded. Isn't that the charm, the beauty, the innocence of a child? But isn't it also - truth be told - a bit wearying?
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<>Last week, Boo said, "Mom, I have to tell you something."From the other room, I, distracted, said "Mmmhmm, what?"
"Mom, it's something really important."
A bit wearily, a bit impatiently I asked, "What?"
With a serious, six ear-old face, he looked up from his playing to say, "Mom, I really, really love you."
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3 comments:
Awww... *MELT*
I would absolutely say that was something really, really, really important to tell you. :D
THAT'S when it's all worth while :)
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