That best academy, a mother's knee.James Russell Lowell
Nathan has been hitting these crazy milestones lately. Now, I know every parent thinks their kid is the cutest, smartest, most amazing, etc... I do understand this. I think my kid is cute, but I've seen some cuter. I know my son is smart, but I don't believe he's going to be at Harvard at age 12. (In fact, the only way he's going to Harvard EVER is a full-ride scholarship.) And well, he is amazing. He's the most amazing child in my life, and I don't have to qualify that.
Back to the story. He's been parroting different phrases for a while now and he works hard to correctly pronounce the words. The letter L is still a stretch, but other words are quickly being accomplished. The most important thing he's been saying? "I love you, mama." It sounds more like "I ov you, mama" - no L.
Today, while watching Special Agent Oso, Nathan climbed up on the couch behind me, hugged me around my neck, and said "I ov you, mama" without prompting. My heart exploded. It was messy, but so fabulous.