Can anything be sweeter than a little one who is shouting "mama" when you come home, comes over and lifts up her arms to you and says "up", and later on squeezes you oh-so-tight and oh-so-long around the neck, and presses her face against yours in a kiss?
Oh my, is she ever such a sweet little girl. My heart just melts.
And tonight I could grin and bear it through the screaming temper tantrum about ? that followed.
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