Leina went on a giggle fest this afternoon. Don’t know why exactly. She was just happy. And as she sat on my lap and laughed at the dog, I snuggled her close and whispered…

“I love you so much baby girl.”

She didn’t pay much attention to me. Instead, she began waving at the dog, a hug smile on her face so I whispered….

“Do you love me too?”

The dog decided to investigate whether or not the waving baby hand held a cheerio or (even better) a bit of mashed meat stick. Leina, delighted at the doggie attention, burst into a stream of baby babble. As she chattered to the dog, I whispered….

“I hope so ’cause when I’m old, I’m gonna come live with you.”

And my darling daughter looked at me, patted my check with her dog slobbery hand, and smiled.