Pony: Say it again
6.8.2009
When I get back from work somedays, G. plays it cool and won't hug me right away, but stays on his dad's lap, peering at me coyly.
"*I* want my little Gabriel!" I mock-whine. He loves it and jumps into my lap and gives me a hug.
This morning, G is in his footed pyjamas, and we are playing on the floor.
"Do you want your little Gabriel?"
Yes!
"Say it!"
I want my little Gabriel.
He comes a little closer and stands right in front of me.
"Say it again, Mommy!"
Sometimes as a parent you have to force yourself not to project stuff into the future or otherwise.
I did end up getting a cuddle.
