"You love me to the sky?"

So about a week or so ago I started telling Clair the I love her to the sky and back, to the moon and back, to the heavans and back. She smiled and internalized. 

Now, every couple days, Clair comes out with the question in the sweetest, quietest, innocent little voice , "momma you love me to the sky?"

I realize what she's asking and repeat how much I love her. She sits back and smiles. 

She does this when we are riding in the car. Each kid is trying to get their voice heard, question on this, question on that, and Clair's question, "momma, you love me to the sky?"

I love this girl!