We were driving home from the climbing gym last night. The moon was a little less than full. The road was dark and curving, but empty.
“When we get home, you owe Ted a hug,” JG said.
“Maybe he owes me a hug,” I retorted.
“I love you, kiddo,” he said suddenly.
I paused. “Where did that come from?”
“I don’t know. It’s the little things. I don’t want to call them mundane, but…”
“Things like Ted?”
“Ted, yeah, but things like going to the gym, having a snack afterward and watching House. Just having someone sitting next to me for the drive. All of that.”
Oh. Well, that’s rather sweet.
“I love you, too,” I said. Mundane, maybe, but true nonetheless.
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So sweet! It’s little things like this that make me hope that my time for love will come soon.
The little, good stuff makes the harder, big stuff a lot easier to handle.
That is too cute.
Thanks! I was more trying to paint a clear picture — did it work?
Awwwww! You guys are so sweet!
Oh, we try…
That’s so sweet! I love love!
Upon reading this over, I felt like maybe questioning him immediately was not the best move. It’s kind of like looking a gift horse in the mouth, you know?
Awwwww, so so cute!
Thanks, Katie!
You guys are so gorgeous. It really is the little things!
It’s so exciting that you get to join Jason and have moments like these again, isn’t it?
So adorable. That JG is a keeper, I think.
All riiiight, I’ll keep him!
Awwww…
Yeah. What can I say?
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