Cory attended the Busch race at Darlington last night, and consequently, Henry and I spent an enjoyable evening together. He even indulged me by watching "The Princess and the Frog."
Shortly after I thought he was drifting asleep, he began to cry, "I want my Daddy... I want my Daddy... " I went into his bedroom after the cries started to get intense, and in my mind were visions of gingerly consoling my little guy.
I gently wiped away his tears as he continued to cry for Daddy, and he stopped for a moment before wailing, "I want my teeeeeears!"
Ahhh... I felt so loved.
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Cute...reminds me of how Anna sometimes cries, "MY tangles" when I brush her hair.
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