Today I cried a little. I was worrying about my boys. Noah found me crying.
Noah: What's wong, owie?
Me: No, mommy is sad.
Noah: fire? hot?
Me: No, mommy is sad.
He wiped a tear from my face and said, "wash?" which I think means "wipe" because when he wants his nose wiped he says, "washy nose?".
What a sweet baby. I cried a little more. I love my babies.
Noah: What's wong, owie?
Me: No, mommy is sad.
Noah: fire? hot?
Me: No, mommy is sad.
He wiped a tear from my face and said, "wash?" which I think means "wipe" because when he wants his nose wiped he says, "washy nose?".
What a sweet baby. I cried a little more. I love my babies.
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