Boobah was sitting on the kitchen counter “helping” me clean up after dinner; although his idea of helping involved eating the cookies out on the plate; we baked earlier. So there we were, talking and laughing through cookies and dishes, stopping for an occasional tickle-war or a quick dance through the kitchen. He told me about his day (I think… it’s difficult to understand his mime combined with "noise" and sign) I nodded along, doing my best to convey my understanding.
I finished, Bug wiped the table and chairs, put out a clean towel and told them we were done. Boobah lifted his arms to be put on the floor and instead wrapped his arms around me, kissing me on the lips. “daba dou,” he shouted on the way out of the kitchen. (“dou” is how he says both “thank you” and “I love you”.) My lips tasted the left-over chocolate chip he left behind; my heart constricted. Could I freeze time right now?
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awwwww its the tiny moments we remember..
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