Word of the week

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"Softing" - [verb] meaning to touch gently and lovingly
as in "She is softing his hair"
Our 2nd born coined this phrase; she is the affectionate, touchy-feely child in the family, a lot like her daddy. I have a picture somewhere of her softing her brother's head, way back when he would let her do that. I'll have to dig it off a disk and put it on the computer.

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