Immeasurable

“Mommy, guess how much I love you.”

We are working side by side in the kitchen; I am cutting fruit, and he is playing on the Cool Math Games website.

“Let’s see.  Do you love me more than ice cream?”

“No.”

Okay then.  “I’m not sure I can guess, Tuck.  How about you tell me how much you love me.”

“I love you more than all the stars.”

“That’s a whole lot, Lovey.”

“And I love you more than all of your kisses forever.”

“Now that’s really a lot.”

“And I love you more than technology.”

I kiss the top of his head, keeping my strawberried fingers out of his hair.  “Now that’s a statement, right there, buddy.”

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