I stumbled downstairs this morning before work, hoping to talk to Sister #3 about our plans for the day. We’re going to be taking this one day at a time for right now.
As soon as I sat down in the La-Z-Grrl, Liam was at my side. He hugged my thigh. “I woll you.”
“What?” I asked, looking at Sister #3.
“It means I love you,” she said.
“Oh,” I said, rubbing his Finding Nemo pajama-clad back. “I love you too.”
Then, because he is a boy, he totally bolted and hid behind his mom.
“Typical male,” I said.
“They have to hide from their feelings,” she said.