I’m not a perfect parent. Sometimes, I don’t have enough patience, ‘cause I forget he’s a kid. But I’m there. I get up in the morning, and we eat breakfast and he talks to me. And we go to school, and at night we have dinner together. And we talk then and I read to him. And we built a life together, and we love each other.
Kramer vs. Kramer (1979)
sobbing on the inside. such an amazing movie.
(via bbook)











