Benjamin counting until he gets to 35. "Pup-pup is that number special to me."
Me: "What about Dad."
He counts to 12.
Me: "What about me?"
He counts to 10. Then he recounts for pup-pup. "Pup-pup is a hundred special!"
Me: "Hey wait a minute. Who takes you to school, reads you stories, plays with you makes you chocolate milk (and I list numerous good deeds)."
Benjamin: "OK. You and pup-pup are both a hundred special."
I know I shouldn't compete with a stuffed dog, but sometimes a mom's gotta feel the love!
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