Bye!”The three youngsters came in, somewhat dishevelled and grubby. Amongst other things, they’d been climbing trees. Sally sent them off to showe... and change whilst she was putting lunch on the kitchen table.I did my best to explain. I don’t know how much penetrated, but Jakub – with Yelka on one side and Lena on the other, sat in my study as I took the call.“Jakub, this is a man called Yusuf, who would like to talk to you...”Obviously, the conversation meant nothing to us, and took about. No sexism intended, if she was a bloke I might have said bastard. But, well, I guess you need to be to get to the top of even a littul tree, Mike certainly could be, no, usually was.She looked up "You gay?" Nah, course I'm bleedin' not" Nuffin against gays you understand. Some of my best friends are gay. No, really! My cousin is; he's okay. He taught me a lot about dressin' better and stuff; and he's good to 'ave around with girls, they feel safer with 'im along. I'm just sayin'; that's the way. ..I would love for you to have them.....you do want them as much as I think you do, don't you....you would look so wonderful with them, you will love the feel of them......?" "If that's what I said last night, then yes, I do want breasts of my own....anything for you dear........" "Well. Kim, we'll go right now and get them then......but in order for your body to fully accept it's new additions, we'll need to remove those ugly testicles down there.........that's okay with you, right?" He was. I wanted to freeze that perfect day — my son's smiling face, laughter and imagination — in my mind forever.As I put him on my shoulders to for our trip home, he said it.I tell Mark I love him often. I want him to know it and I don't care who else knows it. I tell him I love him when he's being a pain at the grocery store. I tell him I love him when we're sitting on the couch watching a movie. I tell him I love him when I tuck him in at night and when he wakes up in the morning.I asked him that.