This is how much my son loves me.

When he spills water on my pants, it looks like this.

Heart-shaped water spot. It got fatter and wider while I called for someone to grab the camera. It was actually more distinct earlier on, but you get the idea.

The other day I heard him calling me from across the house, “Betttssyyyy…. Betttsssyyy….”

Yeah, and as if that weren’t bad enough, more recently, he opened the screen door from the outside, leaned in and yelled,“Hey, Bets!”

This kid is less than two-years-old, y’all. I think he already knows how to spell trouble.