When we're playing on the floor, he'll reach for me to pick him up or to hold him on my lap. When I pick him up, he snuggles his head on my shoulder and wraps his arms around my neck and cuddles with me. When we're sitting together, he's even starting to lean his face against mine as if he's mimicking the way I kiss his cheeks. Even the separation anxiety he's experiencing in the church nursery, while painful, is such a nice sign that he knows me and loves me and wants to be with me. What joy.
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