I was feeling small. And this guy kept coming into the kitchen, talking about chicken and Pokemón. Stroking my arm while I made a salad, putting his arms around my waist and pretend-sighing over the fact that he could see my underwear between my jeans and my shirt. We talked and laughed and discussed the pros and cons of Fridays vs Regular days (agreeing on the Total Awesomeness of Friday night). I was feeling small and this tiny person was bigger than ever. Be still, my beating heart.
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I love this.
I'm not crying. I just have this pesky eyelash.
Lovely, and when he is older and see's these little lovely things, he will realize how wonderful you are!
Was feeling small, now feeling HUGE! All thanks to you.
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