You Love Me
{Originally published on Running Stitch}
While they’ll still let me.
Since that conversation, over a year ago, I’ve realized that it’s not important whether he tells me he loves me or not. What’s important is that he knows I love him. In our everyday life of playing with trains, running the lake, playing at the playground, picking up toys, making bread and reading Curious George Goes To The Baseball Game (over and over and over again) it’s important that I teach him not just where the toys go… but that I love him.
One night this week, I carried a bundle of tired boy (not baby anymore) up the stairs to his room and as I deposited him in his fort/bed, I said, “I love you, baby.”
And nonchalantly he patted my cheek and said knowingly, “You love me.”
Yes.
I do.
Editor’s Pick by Marilyn from slackermama . com. I first met Brit at BlogHer ‘06 and have adored her and her blog ever since. She has a wonderful sense of humor and a warm and friendly heart. Check out the original post and read the comments on it at her blog and while you’re there, subscribe to her feed so you can keep up with her, her kids, her running and her wonderful sewing and quilting (this girl’s got it all!)
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Marilyn
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September 21st, 2008
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Author- Running Stitch, Bonding, Channel- Family, Children, Kids, Teenagers, Editor- Marilyn SlackerMamma, Family, Featured 2, Monday 2, Mothers, Moms, Motherhood, Parenting
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Brit and her family are the absolute best! This precious story is such a great example of the authentic person she is. “You love me.” It’s so much better than “I love you”!