On Saturday night I put Cooper to bed as usual. About
half an hour later things were very quiet and I
decided that I should check on him. (As most parents
can attest being really quiet is either a really good
or really bad thing.) Cooper wasn’t asleep yet, and
so I told him, “Cooper, go to sleep.” He looked at me
as innocent as can be and said, “K. Bye-bye.” Before
I closed the door to leave I told him, “Love you.”
Too which he replied, “Love you.”
This is the first time he has ever told me that he
loves me and nothing could be sweeter. It’s moments
like these that make being a parent all worthwhile.
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