Sam: Momma, guess what.
Me: I don’t know, what?
Sam: Get ready, because this is a big one.
Me: Okay, what?
Sam: Are you ready?
Me: I’m ready.
Sam: Okay, brace yourself and hold out your hands.
Me: Okay, tell me.
Sam: (arms stretched toward the ceiling, the biggest 5 year old grin you’ve ever seen plastered on his face) I’m filled to the brim with ORNERINESS!
He runs to me, pumping his arms and giggling, jumping into me and squeezing. “There,” he says, “Is a keep-you-forever hug from the world’s orneriest boy.”
*Sigh* I love this little guy.
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