When….
He allows me to play with his toys.
He giggles at my jokes.
He laughs at my weird expressions.
He shares tidbits with me when there’s only one packet left.
He puts his arm over my shoulder.
He plays nicely with me (and doesn’t hit me).
He doesn’t switch off the toilet lights when I’m shitting….
*giggle*

~ Angeline Foong, for her sons…