He said them. Those 3 little words that you wait for hours and days and months to hear. The ones that melt your heart, bring you to tears. And they're just a little more precious when they come from the mouth of a sweet baby who wasn't necessarily born to say the words to you. But God has given you the priveledge, the honor, the responsibility of being the one who'll hear them.
He said it as I came in the door from work. He ran at me with his arms in the air.
"I love you"
Ok, something more like "I ugg ooo". Consonents are not Haven's strong point. But love definitely is!