The wee-er one just came up to me and said, “I love you too much.”

I rewarded her with a kiss on the head.

Then she hugged me hard and said, “I love you waaaaaay high.”

I like that very much.

I love her way high, too. I love them all way high.

Even when contiunous all-night neck hole suctioning is required, and even when they force me to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks all day.