In the afternoon when John goes to work, I sometimes count how many times he tells me "goodbye", depending on how cynical I am feeling that day. Today there were five. The minimum is three. Ok, honey, BYE!
Wait - John Noser, repeating something? Say it ain't so. :) I think it's sweet that he loves you so much that he has to tell you goodbye so many times.
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That's sweet. Treasure all of those days he is there to say goodbye. It stinks when you don't hear that anymore.
ooh-ouch. You are right Careangel. Sorry. I will treasure all our days. Thanks for the light.
Wait - John Noser, repeating something? Say it ain't so. :)
I think it's sweet that he loves you so much that he has to tell you goodbye so many times.
Sure, it's sweet, but we are ignoring the fact that he may have just forgotten that he said it already. I think it's a real possibility!
; )
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