Sweet Talker & a Sucker
I hear the pitter-patter coming down the hallway. I hear my name, "Maaaaaaaaaa-ma!" echoing along with the sound of those chubby feet approaching. "Can I help you?" Although I already know what's coming. "Mama! Cookie, please?!" Big blue eyes staring up at me, sparkling. As I ponder how to explain yet again why one doesn't need a cookie at ten in the morning, he wraps his arms around his shoulders as he throws his head back, eyes squished together with the intensity of the passion of what he reveals to me next... "Ohhhhhh, I LOVE cookies!"
So today, I was a sucker for a cute little boy:
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