NJ, loudly and pointedly: "MAMA."
Me looking at NJ next to me on the bed: "What?"
NJ: "MAMA."
Me: "What?"
NJ: "BOP."
Me: "Oh really?"
NJ: "BOP."
Me: "You don't say?"
NJ: "Bop.Bop.Bup."
Come Monday I won't have a small human being demanding to be in my personal, intimate space for every one of our waking moments together for at least 9 hours of the day.
I don't know whether I should be giddy or bawl my eyes out.
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Be and do both!
Welcome back to the jungle....
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