"Lub ewe"

Little Man was up at 5:45 a.m. and proceeded to be Mr. Grump for most of the morning. Nothing would please him - not even a trip to the local children's museum. The gray weather matched his dour mood. After a ho-hum lunch, we put him down for a nap. "Love you," his daddy told him. "Lub ewe," Little Man replied and suddenly all was forgiven because that's what we do as parents.