Interlude

Small child, looking particularly endearing, in pyjamas with a soggy sleeve from a long night of thumbsucking, tousled hair, and small specks of sleepy sand in the corner of each eye.

Mother, worn out from a long night with slightly larger child, speaking to small child "Do you know how much I love you?"

Small child "Yep!"

M - "You do? How much?"
SC - "Ummm, half past two."

So there you go, I love her half past two (and back again?).
Tia