Lately Cole has been very vocal in telling me his feelings. A few of his go-to phrases are, "I beary mad.", "Yar mean!", and my personal favorite, "I ignorin jew." But the other day, sweetness graced the lips of this baby and he told me, "Mom, jew my gurl." I looked at him and asked, "I'm your girl?" to make sure I heard him correctly, and he says, "Esss, jew my best gurl."
Cole, you will never know what that does to me when you call me your girl. It makes me weak in the knees and want to burst into tears and spontaneous laughter at the same time. I'm crazy about you.