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+- noahrevoy -- 4mo ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------[...]+
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| My wife and I went out to dinner.                                                                                    |
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| We came home, sent the babysitter off, and my youngest boy, Henry, walks up to me: “Daddy!” He hugs me and presses   |
| his face so hard against mine to kiss me.                                                                            |
| He confuses the strength of his hug and kiss with how intensely he feels about you, so he presses so hard it hurts,  |
| because he is just so happy we returned. He is clapping his hands, jumping up and down, absolutely thrilled.         |
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| His brother, on the other hand, did not say much, he has a flu, half-awake and half-asleep. But Henry always makes   |
| you feel so happy to come home.                                                                                      |
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