So Friday morning when Jones woke up I went to get him from his crib. And he greeted me with "hi" and the worlds biggest smile and then proceeded with "I ove you" (I love you). I melted, and responded with "hi I love you".
We have been attempting to get him to repeat this back to us to no avail he hasn't even attempted it. But he said it on his own to me Friday. It's moments like these that make the continual messy living room, finding sippy cups in the trash, being awoken at 2am when you went to bed at 1, and walking around with snot on your pants all day worth it. Even if the "I ove you" magic wears off ten minutes later when your kid smears diaper cream in your face and hair. It's still worth it.