G: Mom, I love you.
M: I love you too, Gavin.
G: I love you the most.
M: I love you the most too.
G: I love you better than the most.
G: I love you better than the mostest most!!!!!
M: OK, Gavin.
So the other night, I was taken off guard when I kissed Gavin goodnight and he didn't start with the normal banter. Instead he whispered to me:
G: Mommy, come here. I have to tell you somefin.
M: Yes, Gavin?
G: (Long pause) I love you more than God, but don't tell Him...it will hurt His feelings!
What a sweet boy I've got!