Garrett: "Guess what, Nana?"
Garrett: "You're the best!"
Mom: "Well, thank you, but I think YOU'RE the best."
Garrett: "Nooo, you're the best!"
Mom: "Hmmm...no, you're definitely the best."
Garrett: "Ok. I'm the best."
There is this simple little game of touch and run that my mother and Garrett like to play together. You might be familiar with it. It's called Tag. Once a person touches you, you are 'it' until you can tag the other person before they get to base, right? Well, my son and Nana had played this game off and on all day long one day. He finally tuckered out and fell asleep on the couch. My mom picked him up and moved him to bed. She gently tucked him in and quietly crawled in beside him, trying not to wake the little man. However, Garrett roused from his sleep just enough to open his eyes, stretch out a hand, lightly touch my mom on the arm and say,
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