On our half an hour walk to school today I think you told me that you loved me about sixteen times … at least. I’m not so sure you know what those three words mean, but you’re aware that they make the other person feel good, soft and fuzzy inside. If I don’t say ‘I love you’ back .. you shout ‘mummy, I LOVE YOU!’ You won’t stop until I repeat those three magical words.
You will say it to most of my friends, sometimes random strangers … it always makes them smile and gush, which in turn, encourages you. They are three words you must use wisely later in life, but that’s a conversation for another time.