Sunday, April 15, 2012

And then ...

Leaving their room tonight, I said my good-nights to Phoebe and Jack and as I was closing the door, I said "I love you, Phoebe. I love you, Jack" and Phoebe -- sitting on the edge of her bed, holding her Llama Llama book -- looked at me and said "Is ... I love you mommy".

I ran in, gave her a big hug, and she said "Mommy LOVES her Phoebe girl and her Jack Michael boy!"

I said "I do. I love my Phoebe girl. Lots and lots."

And lots.

I can't tell you the number of times I've lingered at that doorway at bedtime waiting to hear her say it back. 

Tonight was the first.  Yes, she said "Phoebe loves mommy".  This was different.  And it was the second time she's told me she loves me.

Everything comes in baby steps.


And lots.