My wife and I both stopped and stared at him with our mouths hanging open. Then, in unison, we both started squealing with joy and clapping and praising him. We both tried to get him to say it again, but he wouldn’t. That was it, just that one time. But that was enough to lift my heart to soar like an eagle.
I had just told my wife a week ago that I imagined it being the greatest feeling in the world to hear my son tell me he loved me for the first time. And I was right! I’m sure it will, but at this point, it’s hard to imagine anything else topping this. What an amazing way to end the day.

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