Tonight, like every night, I passed Rowen's room to notice that he was still awake a good hour after "bedtime". We don't mind this at all really; we just enjoy hearing him talk to himself and sing and lull himself to sleep. I popped back in his room tonight, just to tell him he's wonderful (again) and that I love him.
And he said, "I love you, too. All the way to the sky and back. Like Jesus."