I WANT TO MARRY YOU, MUMMY

My little three year old, pleased as punch that he has his towel wrapped around his waist.

“I look just like Daddy”, he declared, with a big grin.

But it was last night when he melted my heart.

We were at the dinner table, and I was trying to explain to him the concept of marrying someone.

“It’s when a boy and a girl love each other and live together. Just like Mummy and Daddy“, I said. “And then you have to sleep in the same bed every night. Who do you want to sleep with every night, Hunter?”

He answered, without even really thinking for more than two seconds, “I want to sleep with you, Mummy”.

And, today, I was out with Carter so my parents picked Hunter up from school and took him out for lunch. He was quiet and pensive at the table, so Dad asked, “What are you thinking about, Hunter?”

He responded, “I’m thinking about Mummy’s face.”

HEART.

MELTED.

ONTO.

FLOOR.

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