Last night Fynn and I snuggled in bed and instead of making up stories we played a new game. We took turns whispering all the different animals we could think of. As simple as that sounds it was so much fun. We went back and forth for a good half hour naming animals and giggling over the silly ones. I laid there next to my little three year old watching his eyes light up with pride as he came up with new animals; and in those moments I thought to myself "I don't want to forget this". He smelled lovely, his expressions were adorable and of course he blew me away with his memory/knowledge. I could feel my heart expanding.
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