Standing at the kitchen sink. Four year old seated upon a stool beside me.
Mommy: I love you so much, Emily!
Emily: I love you more, Mommy!
Mommy: No, Emily, I love you more. I loved you before you were even born.
Emily: Mommy, I loved you so much before I was born that I growed you around me!
How can you argue with such a sweet sentiment? I'm simply a by-product of my child's love!