Louis-ism for today:
Louis was
irritating Joss by finger-gun shooting her across the breakfast table. I
playfully grabbed his finger and turned it back on him. And then Joss started
finger-gun shooting ME! So I asked, “Are you shooting me with all your LOVE?
Are you surrounding me with a bubble of LOVE?” and Louis asked
“What’s a bubble of love?”
“It’s like I’m
sitting inside a balloon and it’s filled up with love.”
“Oh,” he said,
“like when you’re in your mama’s tummy?”
“Yes, honey,
exactly like that.”
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