I have a very affectionate son. No matter what time of day it is, he's always up for a cuddle and a kiss. He presses his little face up against mine and says "Mummy, I love you!! I love you 162 times!!" and then grins really big, as though he's given me the moon. Which he has! You see, he's only 5 years old. And the number 162 is about as high as his little developing mind can think. While it seems just "cute" that he says what we'd consider a low number (certainly lower than "a million!!") he is in fact telling me that he loves me to the highest of his capability.
His little brother and sister have caught onto his ways, which always earn him a smooch and tickle. Just this morning, little Olivia tucked her tiny body up beside me on the couch, and with her curly mop of hair framing her sweet face, she announced that she loves me 152 times. And she was closely followed by Christian who demanded my attention with his "mummy. Mummy. MUMMY!! One...two...threee... mmmm!!"
I love my kids. :-)
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