Shocking Wisdom from the Mind of a 3-Year-Old
A lesson that will touch your heart.
Why do you love me, mama? My 3-year-old asked after I kissed him goodbye and told him I loved him.
At that moment, as I rushed to get out of the house for work, I realized it was the first time he questioned my love for him.
With my heart aching, I paused and decided to sit on the floor next to him. Little did I know his innocent question would lead to a profound realization of his primary love language.
Do you feel loved?
I hugged him tight and started to list why I loved him. He looked at me happy, but his shy smile compelled me to dig deeper. I asked him:
Do you feel that I love you, Isaiah?
His response, “Yes I know you love me,” was comforting, but I yearned to understand more. So, I probed further, “How do you know that I love you?”
Because you help me, Isaiah answered with his tiny baby voice.
I help you? I help you with what? I replied.
Anything, he said. If I need help turning on the light, you help me.
Hmm, OK. How else do you know that I love you? I insisted.
