Last night, Matt had a horrible day and after dinner he just sat in a puddle on the couch. As he was there he noticed the “My Heroes” book and started reading it. All of a sudden I caught him smiling and then laughing. He got up and gave me a hug. Of course I played innocent. He said, “Thanks mom,” and then hopped off down the hall way. Later I heard him tell Chris, “Mom loves me because I make her laugh.” Chris asked, “How do you know?” Matt’s reply, “I read it in her book. Go look for yourself.” This morning I had to go get that book from their bedroom. I might just have to purchase another one—or maybe six of them.
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