J: Mommy, where are my cousins?
BA: They’re away at sleepover camp.
J: They sleep there?
BA: Yes. Do you want to go to sleepover camp sometime?
J: No. I love you too much to sleep over.
My heart swells. I live for these unabashed declarations of love.
. . . a few minutes later . . .
J: Mommy?
BA: Yes.
J: One day when I don’t love you anymore I’ll go to sleepover camp.
Ughft (the sound the proverbial knife in my gut makes).
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