Last night, JH mentioned our argument of the night before, and snuggled into my arms and said very matter of fact, "no matter how mad we get, Mom, I always love you." It was music to my ears. Because how many times have I said that to him? It's nice to know it's not just something that goes in one ear and out the other. Love that boy with all my heart.
Oh, and when I dropped him at the bus stop yesterday, I very seriously told him I loved him with everything I have in me, and he said with a mischievous grin "this message brought to you by the letter 'D' for 'Drama'! I love you, too Mom! Have a great day!"
Damn. What a kid.