Good Friday, 18 April 2014.
Morning.
The boy was on our bed. I cuddled him for a bit, then let go of him for him to curl up against me.
2s later, he got up, went over to the husband, lick him and curl up against him instead.
Me: Oh fine, daddy's boy. Mummy's not good enough for you.
The boy looked at me, looked up at the Husband, got up, came back over
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