What is love?

I tell James that I love him everyday, sometimes multiple times a day.  He either ignores me because he is doing something very important (like shooting pretend Spiderman webs or trying to break his leg jumping down our stairs) or he responds "Lub you too, Mom".  You can guess which one I prefer.  Sometimes he says I love you first, but its a pretty rare occasion.

A few days ago, I asked James what I love you means.  He responded "Means I not scared, Mom."

Be still my Momma heart.