Dear More


Dear More,

I’m so glad I taught you as a word to Oddler.

Not only does she now do a perfect Oddler Twist, holding her bowl out and plaintively asking for “more” which is simply adorable from my little toddler urchin with a fecking massive appetite, but we also now seem to be locked in a “more” arms race:

Me: Love you
Oddler: Love you
Me: Love you more*
Oddler: Love you more more
Me: Love you more more more
Oddler: Love you more more more more
Me: Love you more more more more more
Oddler (who can’t count but who is determined to win): Love you more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more.
Me: sweeps her up for a giant kiss and cuddle and whispers many more “love you more”‘s under my breath. What can I say, I’m a competitive mother! 😉

But yeah dear More as a word you are a favourite at Curd Hall but can we now please hurry up teach the concept of “more sleep” to Omble?

Many more thanks
LadyLovesYouMoreCurd

P.S *the arms race arose out of reading “Guess how much I love you”- those rabbits suffering from a similar competitive love problem.

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