DADDY!!
I sauntered down the hallway immediately-ish and peeked in.
Good night buddy.
I said.
Again. Everything still good?
You didn't say "shut the door" tonight.
he said, half-sitting up in bed.
What do you mean?
I asked.
You didn't say "shut the door" like you do every night. So can you say it please?
Umm...
I said, and then it dawned.
You mean "je t'adore?" What I say to you every night?
He thought:
Yeah. You didn't say that to me tonight.
Okay...
I said.
Do you remember what "je t'adore" means in French? It means "I love you." That's what I'm saying to you every night.
Long, intense thought-processing. Deep breath.
Well,
he said.
I'm going to pretend you're saying "shut the door." And also, will you please close my door?"
Oui.
I bowed, pulled his door more closed, and sneaked in one more je t'adore as I left. Again.
J'aime les petits moments.
Bonsoir.
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