I’ll be brief, because sometimes it’s ok to be men’s underwear.
Today I had an OK day and a simply shocking, horrific evening, and the only saving grace was that I was able to come upstairs after banging my head against a brick wall for long, tedious hours, plop my ass down on the floor, and say to the cute little boy across the room, “Come give Daddy snuggles.” He padded across the room, wrapped his arms around my neck, and laid his head on my shoulder for a few moments before dragging me off to the table to play with trains and cars and to comment on the TV cartoon.
I wonder if he knows that as much as he needs me at this time in his life, sometimes I need him just as badly. Thanks a ton, buddy.
This is so sweet! And you’re right – sometimes the littlest among us have a lot to teach us.
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So sweet, thank goodness for little boy hugs!
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Ah, that really is the best feeling in the world.
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Get back to me when he starts bringing you beers from the fridge. THAT’S love. I don’t think my wife has ever done that for me. Seriously.
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