Tonight at dinner in the freezing air conditioned restaurant your were only wearing shorts and a “tanker top” as you call it. You came up to me and the following conversation took place.
“Mommy, I am freezing!” You said.
“Here take my sweater, I forgot yours.” I said as I started to take off my sweater.
“But I don’t want you to be cold Mommy, I can’t.” sadly, proclaimed by the sweetest face…yours.
I gave you my sweater anyways. I always will.
It’s little things like that show me how wonderful your character already is at just 5 years old.