Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Squishy

Last night as Miles and I were hugging goodnight -- he's in a sort of bunk bed so he was up higher than me -- he was mostly hugging around my head. He squeezed and said, "That's my squishy head!"

"Who, me?" I asked.

"Yes!" he answered. Then he gave me a big smile and said sweetly, "You are my squishy love."

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