Love.

Tonight, as I was studying, Tripper came up to me.
I asked him, "Hey Tripper, can you get your jammies on for me?"
He replied, "Hey Mom, you know what you can do for me?"
Scared, I answered with a, "Um, what?" He says, so sweetly, "You can give me a kiss."

So I picked him up and proceeded to kiss his face all over.

As I held him like a sweet little baby, I asked him the same question I seem to ask all the time:

"Tripper, how long are you going to be my bebe?"

He held up his still chubby little hand, with his thumb out and his pointer finger up, making a L shape. He said, "This long."

"How long is that, Tripp?" I asked.

"That is forever, Momma. Even when I am in college."

And that is Love.