Year 3, Day 323

As we were leaving the house this morning, Miles insisted on multiple hugs and kisses from Mommy on his way out the door (Mommy was happy to comply). I held his hand as we walked down the steps. “She’s a good Mommy, isn’t she?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Miles said. “And you a good Daddy, too.”

“Aw, thanks, buddy,” I said, barely concealing how delighted I was to hear that. “And you’re a good son.”

“No,” Miles corrected. “I’m a good BIG BOY.”

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