I love you, Mama!
One evening as Papa and I were washing dishes, I heard a call from the top of the stairs from the only one still up. "Mama?" He called out. "Yes?" I called back. "Mama, I love you!" it rang out from my 2 year old's mouth. It was so sweet and warm. He's been putting words together more and more this month- its been an explosion. and the first time you hear these words, the moment stands still. All the months before vibrate in your heart and mind. Sleeping, feedings, sitting, crawling, walking, falling, diapers and more diapers, smiles and laughs, words and then phrases then finally this sentence. Mama, I love you. "I love you, too!" I hollered back, tears in my eyes.