I love you. I feel like I need to tell you that now, and all the time, because you've become quite a stinker. Much of the day is spent correcting you and leading you away from trouble, so I need to say "I love you" as much as possible in an effort to balance all of the "No, no" and "Get away from that" that I have to say every day.
You really like to tell us what time things are going to happen, even though you have no concept of what it really means. Over the weekend, I noted how it was so cold in the basement and you let me know that it would "be warm at five o'clock." One night last week when I told you it was time for bed, you told me that "bedtime is three o'clock." You sometimes even look at the imaginary watch on your wrist as you're telling me these things, to add an element of credibility.
You're a silly boy, too. Each and every time I ask you to bring me a diaper so that I can change you, you walk back with a pull-up behind your back and a huge smirk on your face. I say, "Alright, give me the diaper." And then you pull it from behind your back and exclaim, "I GOT JACK'S PULL-UP!" as if it's the funniest trick anyone's ever played. Also, "pull-up" sounds like "pul-yup" and I refuse to correct you because I think it's adorable. We go through this ritual at every diaper change. I can't even get frustrated by it, because you really do think you're the biggest prankster ever and the look on your face is priceless.
You and Jack have a saying whenever you're racing: "Last one there is a stinky shoe!" So, whenever you and I are going upstairs, or out to the car or anywhere, you start running and yelling, "Stinky shoe! Stinky shoe!" giggling the entire way.
Your vocabulary has exploded and you put so much time and thought into putting words together so that they make sense that it's as much fun to watch you talk as it is to listen. You're very deliberate in everything that you say. I love watching you process things.
When we were brushing your teeth last week, you looked up at me and said, "Me love you."
Now, you've been telling us that you love us for a long time now, but normally your "I love yous" come out sounding like "ilouee" because that's how you said it when you first started talking . . . and it just stuck. Most of the time, you only say it when you're leaving, or when I'm leaving, or in response to me.
I looked at you and said, "What did you just say?" And again, you looked right at me and said, "Me. Love. You." Totally unprompted and intentional. Perfectly clear. Melt my heart.
You're so easy to love. I love you, too.