Today, my four-year-old son came running up to me,
grabbed me around the legs
and gleefully proclaimed,
"I love you, Mama! Sooooo much!"
He did this AT LEAST twenty times throughout the day.
And I melted.
Today I am thankful for my family, for my loving four-year-old, for the words "I love you" and for the way I feel when I hear them spoken to me.