Who do you love?
Posted by DaddyFranklin at April 11th, 2007
Timothy: (crying)
Mommy: What’s wrong?
Timothy: I wanted to ask him a question.
(the insurance adjuster who was inspecting our roof had just left)
Mommy: What did you want to ask him?
Timothy: I love him.
Mommy: What? You don’t even know him.
Timothy: I do know him.
Mommy: What’s his name?
Timothy: I don’t know.
Mommy: You love someone you don’t even know?
Timothy: What’s his name?
Mommy: Damon
Timothy: I know him. I love him.
Somehow that makes me feel a little less warm and fuzzy inside when he says it too me, now.
I know it’s odd, but this paints such a great picture of Timothy’s personality. It’s what we were trying to convey when we called him the gentle giant back when he was a toddler (and big for his age). He’s just so tenderhearted and loving.
It wasn’t long after the conversation you referred to that he announced that he wants to be a football player when he grows up. We’re going to have to toughen him up a little before that can happen!
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