Perspectives and misunderstandings are fascinating. I used to say regularly at bedtime to one of our boys when they were little “I love you to bits”. One night he looked so sad so I paused at his door and he said “Mummy, why do you only love me two bits?” It’s not just what we say, it’s how we get heard, and how we get heard depends only partially on what we say.
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