Friday, July 6, 2007
Why kids are worth it
Yesterday afternoon, I was feeling particularly gloomy (rainy weather, cold, missing family & friends). Genevieve came along, plonked down on top of me (I was vegging out on the floor) and said as clear as day, "I love you, Mummy!" and then gave me a big hug. She never fails to amaze me.
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Lucky you!
My offspring just spends her time saying "You're not my friend, daddy's my friend" to me, or "You're not my friend, mummy's my friend" to Steve...mostly when either one of us prevents her from having her own way.
[sigh]
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