Poor Sheldon...

How Sheldon is handling my pregnancy hormones...

Are you okay?
Are you crying?
Are you going to cry?
Do you need a Kleenex?
Are you going to cry again?
No, wait, wait! I just said that wrong, don't cry.
What did I say?!
You're crying because I didn't say anything? But... But... Last time I said something you cried...
You cried during what movie?
*watches me more than the TV so he can chuckle at what makes me all teary-eyed*


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