Today Alex pulled my purse off the counter and I took it away from him and put it back. The next time I turned around he had pulled it down again. Instead of fighting it, I emptied all my things out and let him carry it around. It was no time at all before he had slung it over his shoulder and was wandering around the apartment like this was what had been missing from his life. He loves my purse...along with anything else that he sees me using frequently.
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