This is how Abby gets me back into her room after I've said goodnight. It's hard to resist - one because it's cute, and two because it sounds so serious, and three because sometimes it IS serious. Granted, sometimes she wants to talk about how she can't possibly wear Tuesday's socks on Thursday. Sometimes she's concerned God is going to flood the earth. Sometimes she wants to talk to me about something she's embarrassed to talk about normally. Sometimes she doesn't have anything at all to say and has to try to make it up on the fly when I get there. Often it's about itches I can do so little about.
Infuriating at times? Yes. Heartwrenching too? Very. Hilariously funny? Pretty much.
Oh well.
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