Every night when I tuck Jade into bed, I tell her I love her. I don’t always say, “I love you.” Sometimes it’s, “I love you bigger than this house!” Sometimes I tell her, “I love you a bushel and a peck.”
A couple of weeks ago, I tucked Jade into bed and said to her, “I love you to pieces!” She objected.
“You can’t love me to pieces!” she said.
“No,” she said, “but you can love me whole.”
Yep, I love that girl.
Tonight at bedtime she said to me, “I love you in pieces!”
I laughed and told her, “No, no, it’s: I love you to pieces.”
She giggled and said, “Okay! I love you in two pieces.”
I tried to correct her again, but it only resulted in more hilarity. She almost couldn’t settle down to sleep, she thought it was all so hilarious.
And so did I.