When he was a little tiny guy, we played a game, that always ended in hugs and kisses. He would catch me and I would say eek, then kiss all over his little face. He always said eek to me, it was darling. When he was a bit older I asked what eek meant. He said “I love you momma” my heart melted. It was our word. It means so much more than I love you. It is love and home. When I moved away to the Midwest my son added this to his skin, so we would always be together. I love this young man, he is perfect in his mommas eyes.
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