Just had to jot this down before I forgot—I was racing through the living room, looking for Daphne’s blankie so she could go to sleep, and I caught sight of Logan sprawled on my favorite loungy chair, watching a program.
“Do you know how much I love you, Logie? Too much!”
He smiled and paused a moment, recognizing that this is something he usually says to me, challenging me to make my hands wider than his, which are stretched so wide that they touch behind his back.
After a quick calculation, he beamed, “I think it’s a hundred and sixty hearts!”