Another proud parent entry. Well actually it’s a parenting anecdote.
I try and to tell Ben a lot that I love him, and I have a little spiel every night at bedtime that’s something like “Night night Ben, love you lots, God bless you, and sleep tight.” Anyway, a couple of nights ago, I got as far as “love you lots”, and the little voice squeaks out
“Love you Daddy.”
Momentous occasion – 2 1/2 years old, and he’s just told me for the first time that he loves me. My little heart melts, but also catches in my throat… I’m not the only parent in the room. Will he… will he…
“Love you Mummy.”
Ah bliss – my joy is complete. He has told us both that he loves us!
But wait; apparently there’s more?
“Love you curtains”
“Love you mirror”
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Maybe next time, eh?