Tuesday, May 10, 2011

I love you, love you, love you!

All weekend long when I would tell my nephew James III that I loved him, he would respond, "you don't love me." I would say, "I love you, love you, love you. You know if I say it three times I must really mean it." We did this three or four times during the weekend. Well he kept right on with his way of saying it until I was walking to the car to leave. He was sitting at the back door playing in his new wheelbarrel. I told him that last time, "I love you, James!" he started saying, "I love you, love you, love you, Jaimee. I love you, love you, love you." He followed me all the way to the car yelling it to me. I guess he really meant it!

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