Don't worry Mommy, I'll take care of you. This said as BOY wrapped his arms around my legs. I really LOVE you, Mommy.
I love you, too, BOY. As I bent down to snuggle my nose in his soft neck.
Do I look worried? Apparently I do.
And tonight as I backed out of the driveway to go babysit someone else's children, I glimpsed my daughter's small face, eager for the last sight of me, hands touching the window pane watching until I was out of sight. Her small person. My GIRL.
They slay me. They just slay me.
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