I am taking a break from this crazy week to remember this amazing moment. The moment I realized that Jake tries to say "I love you" after I say it to him. His version comes out as "aaaaah" but I know what he is saying. He looks in my eyes and I know he understands that those words I say to him a hundred times a day are so important.
Happiness is tucking him in at night and leaving the room with my final wish of the day, "good night sweet boy, I love you." Before the door closed tonight, I heard a soft "aaaah."
