Tilda ruffled his hair and pinched his cheeks affectionately.

“It seems you’re so observant.

Unperturbed, Sheldon continued, “Mom, if you don’t answer, that means you’re admitting it.

You’re happy, right?”

Her heart warmed at his insistence.

Tilda pinched his nose playfully.

“If you weren’t so curious, you’d be even cuter.

Sheldon beamed, his logic unassailable.

says kids need flaws to be

be

shook her head, amused

her son, was growing too clever by the

him all the more

couldn’t outtalk her little

Lyndon came down

Tilda’s side and ran over to

“Dad!”

up and touched

fever seemed

of Tilda, he turned his attention

E L A ‘s L I B R A

did you do what I suggested to make Mom

Sheldon, his gaze

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