Three Little Words

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I tuck Brayden in after reading him Goodnight, Moon. Just as I am about to turn off his light, he asks me a question.

"Auntie Skye, do you love Uncle Gavin?"

I'm completely caught off-guard by this question. Do I? Do I love Gavin?

"You know what, Brayden? I think I do love Uncle Gavin."

He smiles, hugging his stuffed dinosaur.

"Are you going to get married and have babies?"

I laugh at his statement. He's a cutie.

"Not right now, no. Maybe later."

"Do you want babies?"

His question hits me a little too hard. I lean down and kiss his forehead.

"It's your bedtime, Mr. Silly Pants."

I tickle his sides, making him burst out in laughter.

"Alright. Last time. Goodnight, Brayden."

"Goodnight, Auntie Skye!"

I stand up, walking to his bedroom door. Before I close the door, I take one last glance at him. His sleepy little figure is tucked in under several blankets. I smile, pulling the oak wood door shut quietly.

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