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Little one, you worry that you bother me. You are afraid that you pester me, that you get on my nerves. This is not the case. I am always glad to hear from you. I have infinite patience, and our contact fills me with joy. You are never a bother. Instead, you are a delight. I always have ears for you and your troubles, however petty they may seem to you. Know that I cherish you. I am delighted to have you call my name.