The other day we were at the park in our neighborhood. Grayson suddenly stopped playing and raced around the grass collecting all the dandelion flowers he could find. He placed the collection in my hands and said, "Mommy pretty". I just about burst into tears with love for that sweet boy.
The next day while we were all sitting at the dinner table, Grayson (out of the blue) said, "Ove you Mommy. Ove you Daddy.". Translated, "ove" means love. This was the first time that he's said this out of the blue and on his own. My cup runneth over.
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