Regardless of how much holding, snuggles, or affection is given to my two-year-old on any given day she will constantly follow me around the house like a laser, with her arms outstretched, shouting, “I WANT you!”

Now, there are two ways to view this: A) super-annoying, or B) no human has ever loved me this much, ever.

I choose B. For the rest of my life.

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