At some point this past week, I got upset about something and broke down crying. That happens, I am emotional a lot (I am pointing a finger at being pregnant). While I was sitting there on the floor, just crying my heart out, Liam comes over to me. He has a very sad face, and he looks like he wants to cry, too. He sits down next to me, and puts his hand on my knee, and sniffs a few tears back. Every now and then he looks up at me, and when I thanked him for sitting with me, he patted my leg and said "It's okay, mommy. You're good."
*melt*
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