We had been studying the unit about animals and their homes for a couple of days. In the middle of something, seeing my son fly across the room, I just said, "I love you honey bee", still looking at my lappie.
And shoot comes the answer, without a pause, without a blink "I love you to, my hive".
I had to stop and think about what he had said.....he just smiled the mischievous smile of his and returned to practice gymnastics, which he is obsessed with after Beijing Olympics.
Man, am I not the luckiest one?
