Love

Once I asked my three year old nephew what love was. He smiled, ran to Goofy and hugged him. He kissed and stroked Goofy, then said, “Goofy thank you foy heyping me. I yuv you.” (Goofy thank you for helping me. I love you).

(Once he fell over from bed and fortunately Goofy was on the floor so the little bloke didn’t hit the floor)