I love you too Mummy

{conversation with Boo aged 3.  Welcome to the world of Hyperlexia}

After a hellish drive through fog and fuckers we eventually arrived at school.

We did the usual dance getting out of the car

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Now you can get out mummy.

As we wandered down the path and I skipped around him fixing his shirt and pulling UP his pants and DOWN his jacket and adjusting his bag, we saw one of the male aides approaching the flagpole.

He hooked up the flag and was pulling the rope to send it flapping in the air – just like 9 of the 10 kids disembarking the bus at that very moment – and called out a greeting to Boo.

Just like every day.

And just like every day, Boo dropped his head, looked to the side and said ‘Hi John’

We parted ways at the gate, like every day.  Me to sign him in at the office, him to walk independently to his classroom.

With John following discretely behind.

And, like every day since the first day, I told him good bye and that I loved him.

And, UNLIKE every day since the first day instead of a grunt or a ‘I know’ he dipped his head and looked to the side and said:

I Love You Too, Mummy.

And I cried the entire way home.

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