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I got home last night to a boy who clapped eyes on me, jumped off the sofa and ran past me into the kitchen shouting "Daddy, Daddy, awa!! AWA!!"

Nice to see you too son. What the hell is awa? And why do I have to spend half my life feeling like I'm on the first day of a foreign exchange visit.

They are flowers apparently. They had bought me some while they were out shopping.

Alfie came trotting back round the corner brandishing these and grinning madly.

These are the moments genetically hard coded into every toddler and specifically designed to make a parent melt. They are nature's way of making you forget those moments where you want to crawl into the corner and cry. 

God-DAMN nature is effective. 

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