Little man is sick with his first cold of the school year. (Which I'm sure will be just one of many.)
Being sick leaves him tired, silly, and sweet.
We were snuggling on the couch today, when I leaned over and whispered, I love you.
His response: I know. You tell me all the time. But I like you to say it anyways.
Little man: Oh, and I looovveee you too, momma.
Sweet little moments like this make it all worth it. (Even when it means cleaning sheets at 1 am from someone getting sick. Only getting 4 hours of sleep because someone can't sleep. Or listening to whining the entire day because someone can't get out of their funk. Not that I would know about any of that.)
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