Tonight Miss C was not in her bed. When I went in for the tuck-in, I snuggled her four-year old sweetness like crazy and asked her this:
M: Do you know how much I love you?
M: Do you know what that means?
C: It's not a number and it means it never stops.
More kisses. And good night, again. Here's hoping there won't be an infinite amount of walk-backs tonight.