Yesterday morning Harry and I were talking after breakfast and he told me that I was doing a good job as his Mom. I think that may have made my week. Harry adores his Father and is a little free with telling me that I am not even close to his favorite person. It's a good think that I am tough. Robert on the other hand is still pretty attached to me and usually wants me before anybody else. In new situations he'll hang around "Momp" (don't know where the p comes from), until he's decided it is okay to go off. It doesn't usually take long, but it is nice to be favored. I don't really remember Harry ever being that way. He's always been a Daddy's boy.
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