After reading The Five Love Languages of Children, I thought, even though mine are so young, and even though the author said they probably don’t have a specific one yet, I’ll go ahead and try to figure out which love language is theirs.
I asked Brielle, age 2. “How do you know Mama loves you?”
In that enthusiastic almost too loud voice: “BETUZ I’m So Twute!” (cute)
That was all I could elicit.
It went a little better with Aviana, age 4. “How do you know your Mama loves you?”
She looks at me as if it’s a trick question. “Betuz. You tell me you love me.” The “duh” is implied, but with no disrespect.
I attempt to clarify. “What does Mama do to show you that she loves you?”
Thinks for a minute. “I know you love us betuz you let us climb in the washing machine!”
Pause. “But you only let us do that once. Tan we do that adin tomorrow?!”
19 February 2009–Apparently the best day ever.
When you come over, and I let you climb in our washing machine, you’ll know I really love you.