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<font color=navy>I remember one day when I went to my kids' school to pick them up, I was going to talk to some parents, and my 9 year old son frantically waved me to go around the building. Curiously, I did so, and he leaned over and said in a low voice, "I love you."
He didn't want to tell me that in front of his friends, but .... he wanted to tell me. He's 16 now, and that memory still makes me all mushy inside.
He didn't want to tell me that in front of his friends, but .... he wanted to tell me. He's 16 now, and that memory still makes me all mushy inside.
