For over a year, Macey and I have been having existential debates about which of us loves the other more. (They probably aren’t really existential, but that seemed like an important enough word to capture the importance of these discussions.) These discussions go back to the great “as big as I am” debate of September 05.
Anyway, here’s how the debate went last night. I was doing some clean up in the kitchen, and Macey was coloring in the adjoining room.
“I love you, dad!” she called out.
“I love you more!”
“I love you twenty miles bigger than God!”
How can I top that?