Tonight my almost four year old told me he loved me. I was stunned.
Elliott's understanding of concepts has been slow coming. Lately he's begun to gain a better grasp of cause and effect (touch the hot oven and get burned) and his place in the world (birdies go nite-nite, I go nite-nite). He names objects, counts to 10, recites the alphabet (more or less), finishes sentences in his favorite books and asks for things. But, spontaneously express his emotions? I don't think so.
Tonight I put him to bed and laid down and prayed with him.
"Okay, Elliott," I said. "Time to go to sleep. Goodnight, sweetie."
It was silent for a bit and then his sweet little voice said, "Mama, I wah voo."
"What, honey?"
"Mama, I wah voo."
I struggled to decipher. "What?"
"Mama, I wah voo."
It suddenly hit me.
"I love you, too, honey. Oh, how I love you."
Then I laid in the dark and cried. My son understands an abstract concept. It is a breakthrough...of the sweetest kind.
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Oh, the heavens! Amy, what a precious nite you had. All the breakthroughs that will come in this lifetime with that boy! Awesome!
How wonderful! --Cara
Tearful..heather
That's beautiful...and wonderful.
...reading with tears in my eyes, amy.
amen and amen.
no sweeter words . . . expressing, i'm sure, what his heart's been feeling for a long time -- a treasured breakthrough.
oh Amy what a gift! -Carol
Precious words from a precious little boy.
One of the many precious moments of motherhood. So glad to have found your blog.
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