Basking in the glow of love

Today Isaac told me that he loves me. He said, “I love you, Mama,” clear as a bell. This would have been a very special and tender moment if it had not so happened that, a scant 30 seconds later, he added, “I love my potty.” As we walked by the potty in question he gestured to it and shook his head. “That thing is great!” he gushed.