Conversation last night as I put Silvia to bed:
Me: "I love you, sweetie."
Silvia: "Yeah, you do. Who else loves me?"
Me: "Daddy loves you."
Silvia: "Yeah he does. Who else loves me?"
Me: "Anna loves you."
Silvia: "Yeah, she does. Who else loves me?"
Me: "Uncle John loves you."
*pause*
Silvia: "He has a fuzzy shirt."
Me: "Ummm, okay... probably he does."
Silvia: "He won't gobble me up."
Me: "No, he won't gobble you up. He loves you."
Silvia: "Yeah, he does."
The room goes quiet and then... "Who else loves me?"
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