Little Weed #4 is a snugglebug. He's been especially seeking snuggles and love the past few weeks. It is not unusual for him to be on my lap if I'm sitting, clinging to my neck like a little monkey when I'm going out to check the mail, or riding on my back while I head upstairs. I can't help but wonder if he's seeking comfort or affirmation that he is still fully and completely loved despite his recent behavioral struggles.
I asked him recently, while being smothered in a 6-year old sized bear hug, if he was always so snuggly. He pulled back, met my eyes with a look of confusion, and said, "I no hug lots before. I hug lots only you and Baba. I love you hugs."
I love you hugs too, my little snuggleug!
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