When he wasn't well he learned the word cry. He'd cry then finish by telling us he wanted to "cry".
The other morning, when he was much better, he woke up, a bit too early, calling for, "Daddy, daddy, daddy." He stopped for a little bit then tried, "Mummy, mummy, mummy." He stopped again. Then he just simply said, "cry, daddy, cry."
He knows how to pluck at my heart strings. I went to him right away.
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