I promise you this.
I will love our children.
The spin in the grass with arms wide out sort of love.
I will let them laugh till their sides ache.
The chase through the sprinklers with bare feet sort of laughter.
I will let them cry out their tears without saying, shhhhh.
The sort of cry that needs cuddling into the crook and bedtime stories afterwards.
But loose teeth?
So help me...