My 3-year-old son, Rowdy, is chatting up a storm these days. He will gladly repeat things, whether we want him to or not. So I have been teaching him to say “I love you” or “I love you, too” in the appropriate moments. But just yesterday as I was walking out the door alone to go on vacation a trip to the grocery store, I heard him say, “Mommy, wait!” I stopped, turned and squatted down to his level. And then my little angel said it without being prompted by anyone…”I love you”, and followed it with a big hug. Oh…my…god. My husband was there to witness this beautiful moment as he luckily is for many special moments. “He made my life”, I told my husband. And I meant that. I hope I never forget the first time that my first born baby told me, “I love you”. This sweet creature provides me with daily reminders of how incredibly beautiful life is.
Kind Kiddo 