Love You More

At bed time tonight I say, I love you.

She says, I love you more.

I say, I love you most.

She says, I love you more than most.

I say, I love you more than most of all.

She says, I love you more than most of all happily ever after.

I say, I love you more than most of all happily ever after since before you were born.

She says, I love you more than most of all happily ever after since before you were born and into our next generation.

I thought she got me because up til this point she either forgot our sequence or she started with the “I love you.”

So I sigh like I lost. There’s a pause. Her eyes widen to anticipate she got me.

Then I say, I love you more than most of all, happily ever after, since before you were born and into our next generation until the last Daddy Daughter heart force.

She’s impressed. I win again. She hugs me sweetly, says confidently, That’s a lot of love, Dad!

We kiss and rub noses. I get up from her bed, Love you Ella.

Love you too, Dad.