12-11-17 I’m sorry…

“When I walked into your room just now I saw something on your bed. It looked like maybe it was a note. Do you want me to get it for you?” C said with a little smile. She ran to grab the note from my bed that I had just moments before seen her writing in the corner. 

She’s been doing this lately- leaving me notes and telling me about them. This one was an incredibly sweet one.

“I’m sorry I can’t stop saying I love you cause I love you.”

Dear sweet girl, let’s never stop saying it. I’ll tell you every day and you’ll tell me every day for the rest of our lives. Sleep well little bug. πŸ’“πŸ’“

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