I woke up this morning to little kid stroking my face and staring at me.
"You're such a beautiful little princess," he said. (I wake up like this several times a week. Yes, it is an awesome way to wake up.)
"Even with messy hair," he added.
"Well, thanks." I answered.
"Mom, can I take a photo of you before I grow up?"
"Uh...yeah, of course. Why do you ask?"
"'Cuz I never want to forget you."
"You'll never forget your mother, little kid," I assured him, with a kiss.
"Oh. Well can I have a photo anyway?"
"But...not with the messy hair."
Haha...if he's going to remember you, it's definitely going to be from a photo with nicely combed hair.
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