“Hey, Bella Boo, you ready to go pick up the boys?”
“Just you and me, Mommy?”
“Yep, just some cute girl and me.”
“Just this cute girl and you, Mommy?”
“Yep, just some beautiful girl and me.”
“Just this beautiful girl and you, Mommy?”
“Yes, baby girl, just us.”
“Oh, yes. Just us. I like being just us, Mommy. Just beautiful us.”
Yes, baby girl. I like us, too. It’s beautiful.
A Spring of Joy 
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