Amanda is going through this stage right now where she is so, well, lovable. We'll ignore the fact that she yells when she gets mad or thinks you don't hear her and she hits Sarah and Andy a little too often. Otherwise, lovable.
Whenever we go somewhere in the car, no less than ten times does she tell me she loves me. "I love you Mama!", "I love you again!", "Mommy, I love you!". I always respond that I love her as well, and if Sarah is in the car she dejectedly says, "Don't you love me?"
Of course she loves Sarah, and tells her quite a bit as well, but she really likes to tell me, and similarly Charlie, that she loves me. She will stop playing and come up to me and hug me or kiss me or just make sure I know. When I take her to the bathroom and am sitting next to her she does the same thing.
She gives the best hugs I have ever received from a two-year-old. She wraps both arms around you and just squeezes, and doesn't let go right away. She holds on and let's you know she cares.
I know this won't last long and someday (in the far off distance) it will be replaced with "I hate you", so I'm milking it for all it's worth.
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