P'Dub says a lot of words. He talks all the time, communicates well, and is sometimes literally bossy. But, the kid won't give me a kiss for anything. If I ask for one, he'll walk over and stick his cheek out. Same goes for verbalizing anything affectionate. He's not the same with his Daddy, though. Nope, Daddy shits ice cream. Daddy gets kisses on the fly. Daddy is the bees knees.
But, today....today, Preston loved me for once! Jeremy was putting him down for his nap, while I was tending to some chores in the other room. I yelled out to Preston, "Have a good nap buddy. Love ya!" To which he replied, "LOVE YA!"
A couple minutes later Jeremy walked into the room I was working in to find me sitting on the floor, head down, crying my eyes out. Those were the sweetest words Preston has ever muttered.
He loves me! He really loves me!