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Have you ever wondered, while I’m running around like a chicken with my head cut off, why I do what I do?

I crawled into bed this morning with J (who just turned four) to gently snuggle him awake for the day.

J: (with eyes still closed) Mama.
Me: Yes, my love?
J: (with eyes still closed) When I say Mama, I don’t always have something to say.
Me: Oh OK.
J: Sometimes it just means “I love you.”

That’s why.

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