One morning, still in sleepy mode while washing her milk bottle, she came into the kitchen, hugged my leg and said “Mommy”…… “Mommy!”. I looked down at her and said “Leah, wait, Mommy get your bottle cleaned first, then I make you milk, k?”. She looked at me, “Mommy! I love you.”. I thought I heard wrongly, “I.. what??”. She glanced one side, trying to remember how to pronounce the word and repeated “I… love you.” Best morning ever.