When George was just a few days old, I remember having a moment of distress because I couldn't remember if I'd said "I love you" to George that day. He was 3 days old, and I was already counting myself a failure--what sort of trend was I starting? How would George know I love him if I wasn't sure to tell him every day?
Today that moment from a year ago came to mind as I realized that there are times when saying "I love you, George" is almost a reflexive response to just looking at him--seeing him smile at me, or flap his arms at me, or whatever. I can hardly pick him up without kissing his head. I love that boy so much! More than I ever could have imagined.
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