I lost count of how many times Angel said to me today, “Mommy… I love you.” At one point, after she said it like 10 times in 10 minutes, I’m embarrassed to admit that it kinda got old. Then I felt guilty for getting annoyed. So I say to her gently, “I love you too, Angel, but can you say that differently? Say something else?” And she smiles & a few minutes later says,
“You’re the best. The best girl ever“.
That was awesome.
Then came the, I love you “more-than”s. My favorites were “monkeys bars” and “turd buckets”. I was just tickled to hear a new phrase – but to hear you’re loved more than a turd bucket – well, there are just no words.