Giant love

Claire likes to find creative ways to tell me how much she loves me, which of course, I love.

Yesterday, she said she loves me as much as a billion giants standing on top of each other. I was thrilled with that much love. Then she said, with great drama, "And the giants are standing on the stool from Daddy's bathroom!"

So not only am I loved a billion giants high, I am loved a billion giants and approximately 12 inches high.

Take that.