Monday, 12 September 2011

What are moms for?

Legend trips and bumps his knee. I run to him as he starts to bawl and hold him and comfort him.

After a few moments he stops bawling, and points to his knee whimpering. I kiss his knee better and he reaches forward to me for what I assume is one last hug before he carries on.

Instead, he takes my shirt in his hands and wipes away the tears and snot from his face. Nice.

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