Coco and I are snuggled on the couch.
The Christmas tree is lit and glowing.
Everything becomes quiet... and she looks up at me, her face beautiful she says: Mom.... I Lobe you...
I am sincerely touched, I look down at her and say, full of honest emotion: ... I Love you, too.
She continues to look at me with earnest compassion and fully serious she responds, with a sigh: Mom... Stop copying me...
And then... She turns back to the TV.
Shared with a giant yet mini B word.
2 comments:
She is a sweetie!
Well, why does she have to copy her all the time?
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