Love Bug has started whispering to me. She looks at me very conspiratorially mumma she says in a soft voice, come here and we’ll make a secret.
As I lean down she whispers into my ear. This evening it was that Beary was next to her on the couch and she was going to give him a pat.
The feel of her soft warm breath on my ear, listening to her breathe deeply while she concentrates on what she’s saying and keeping her voice down.
I know. Ridonculous. So lucky I am. So very lucky.