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Last week while going through Jacob's school papers I found this very detailed, very sweet, and very thoughtful page from the week of Valentine's.  He said this about love (in his beautiful cursive writing):

Love is when you show great affection for someone or something.  Example: I show great affection for my active dad.  Affection means to show respect for someone or something.

Then I noticed the great picture where he has his dad in a Cisco t-shirt (logo and all), him in a Cowboys jersey, candy, snow, movies, bike, game boy, football, and a skateboard (all things that he loves!). 

I am always tickled by his "affection" for his Dad.  I'm always thrilled that he admires him so much.  It is so touching to see their relationship.  But for one brief moment as I admired this I found myself feeling bad for not being included.  Somehow he sensed this as he went over it with me and quickly said, "I ran out of room mom, but you know I love you."

He was so confident, emphatic and matter-of-fact in his declaration.  I was a little taken aback by his statement, and pondered it as we carried on with our day.

I DO know he loves me.  I know it every time he gets home from school and excitedly calls my name.  I know it every time he buries his head into my belly for a hug.  I know it when he finishes something exciting or nerve-wrecking and when finished comes and squeezes my neck.  I know it everytime he laughs at my jokes or asks "you ok?" when it's been an obviously stressful day.  I know he loves me.  And it is such a warmth to my soul.  That is a gift that doesn't need to be listed on a worksheet or drawn in a card.  Thank you for the reminder, buddy.