Wake up call

Today my toddler woke up in the middle of the night, slapped me on the butt to wake me up, laughed…and then proceeded to pull me up by my ear with a brute strength that I didn’t realize he had. As I took him to his room to play I couldn’t quite sort through my conglomeration of mixed feelings: Affection; Pride; Shame; A little fear; A vague sense of being bullied by one’s own son.

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