“Where’s my girl?”
These are the first words my son speaks when he pads out of his bedroom after nap time.
His hair is a mess of bed-head and he’s rubbing his eyes with the blanket still in his fist, but he has one thought on his mind. “My girl.”
“Your girl?” I ask.
“Where’s my girl? Where’s Catherine?”
This is the nickname he has given his bigger sister these last few weeks: “My girl.”
“Can I go see my girl at the school?”
“Can I sit next to my girl in the van?”
“I want to paint a picture for my girl.”
He even went so far as to proclaim that Catherine is “My best girl ever in the world.”
Catherine, of course, loves all the affection.
I think it’s pretty cute myself, although I must say most other moms of boys told me he would have his first…
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