Perhaps to prepare me for the excess of emotions I'm bound to face in my goodbye week, the boys have taken to telling me they don't "yike" me. Previously, they had been saying this to Cheryl. I tried mightily not to be amused, or overly impressed with my own Mama-ness. Now that my little worms have turned, I get to experience the humbling side of the equation.
Thanks, fellas.
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