Tonight I was carrying Leif to bed.
"You are getting to be such a big boy," I told him thinking about the two massive dinners (spaced out by an hour and a half) he ate followed by a fudgesicle and a granola bar, "it won't be long before I can't carry you to bed anymore."
"No mommy," Leif said.
"But I will always hold you no matter how big you are, okay?" I asked him forcing back the tears as I thought of him growing up way too quickly.
"I am getting so big mommy and I will be bigger than you and daddy too and I will always be nice to penguins, okay?" he replied.
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