We had the lights in the diningroom off and baby KC on the other side of the French doors. We would creep up to the doors and say, "Boo" and KC would scream an ear piercing shriek and run off laughing. Then she'd come back and see if the "boogey man" had come back to play with her.
So very poignant. To the point of tears. What a blessing that you have started to articulate and share your deep feelings here.
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