Do you know what you are?
Scrumptious..
You are scrumptious.
(Climbs into lap and gives big hug.)
Will you still snuggle with me after you are eight?
Maybe.
???! ???! ???! (Gasping, collapsed in chair) My heart...
Yes.
It's broken...What?
Yes.
Yes, what?
I will snuggle with you.
Promise?
(Nod.)
Oh, good. Or else my heart might break into one, two, three,
or four million pieces.
1 comment:
Okay, maybe I'm PMS-ing, but that brought tears (one or two)to my eyes.
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