So, tonight I'm putting the boys to bed. After reading the second book, Gage, as usual, is begging for another. After I say no for what I thought was going to be the final time, I have the following conversation with our funny little redhead ....
Gage: "But, mom, you're killing me."
Me: "Really? Now, just how am I killing you?"
Gage: [with hands clenched tightly over his chest] "Momma, you're breaking my heart!"
Oh my, how can you say no to such sweet dramatics?
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