Noah, you're not a cuddler. You'd much rather tell me a funny joke then sit on my lap and give me a hug. I respect that, and I am learning your love language. But after you take your afternoon nap, you quietly come and sit on the couch and snuggle with me for several minutes. You don't say anything, and neither do I. Sometimes, you just need a hug. And I appreciate that, even for a few stolen moments, you tell me you love me. I love you too, and these precious, fleeting moments.
2 comments:
Beautiful post.
That was very sweet. And very Noah ...
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