The sweetest thing I have ever heard in my entire life is my babies tell me that they love me. The first time they look at you and say "I wuv you" it just melts your heart. It's still wonderful when the older kids say it, of course, but it's just not as corn syrup sweet.
Amanda just started saying it a few weeks ago, and I can't get enough of it. I'm always trying to get her to say it, or at least say it back to me, and I've even unsuccessfully tried to get her to say it on video. However, I don't want to say, "Amanda, say 'I love you'", so I always just tell her I love her and hope she says it back. I'm kind of like a love sick teenager. The other day, we were in the bathroom and I needed to get a fix.
Me: Amanda, I love you!
Amanda: I love...ducks!
Me: What?!?
Amanda: Bwahahahaha.
Okay, maybe she didn't laugh that long, evil laugh, but she did laugh. We have a rubber ducky theme in the kids' bathroom, and she looked at the shower curtain covered in rubber duckies right before saying it. When I acted a little hurt, she thought it was hilarious. She saw my fake horror reaction, couldn't contain her giggles, and now says different stuff all the time. She'll tell me she loves Mickey Mouse, Lotso (from Toy Story 3), anybody else just to get my reaction.
Of course when she's really tired, just before bed, I always get a super bear hug, a nice big kiss and a genuine "I love you" from her with no laughing. That's good enough for me.
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