Love is..

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Every time I sit down to eat a drumstick icecream cone..little bear appears....
He must hear the sound of the paper...
He always finds his way into my lap...and somehow claiming my ice cream as his own...
Of course, I don't mind sharing.
It seems that he is already aware at his tender young age...that the best bite of the drumstick is the last one...
You know..that bite where there is nothing but cone and that huge chunk of chocolate...
It is the perfect bite and it must have made such an impression on little bear...that it hasn't left his two year old memory...

So...I have my own interpretation of  what love can look like...

Love is..giving away the last bite of drumstick...