Our three year old son has decided to
occasionally address his parents by their first names, instead of mommy
and daddy. Just started happening recently. Anyway, earlier in the evening,
while trying to get our attention, he walked into the kitchen where we
were both standing and said, "Gerah! Jeremy! I need to show you sumpin!"
So later that evening...
Situation: Niko in the upstairs bathtub while I, his mother, wash my face at the sink. He looks up at me and says,
Niko: "I love you Gerah."
And then I heard a wet plop. I think it was the sound of a chunk of my heart melting onto the floor as I laughed with amazement at the random things my kids say and how stinking fantastic it is being a mom.
...or, should I say, how stinkin' fantastic it is being "GERAH".
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