Yet another late night text conversation with my daughter, albeit this time she was at her grandmother’s and not in the other room.
Caolinn: I just drew an Amish Ninja. She has a sword and a butter churn.
Me: That is super offensive to at least two cultures.
Caolinn: I apologize. Although they don’t use texting technology, so they won’t know. They are deadly though, so, again, I apologize. How much do you love me?
Me: I love you more than my luggage, sweetpea.
Caolinn: What the hell? Of course I’m better than your luggage! You have to pay extra for it on flights! Why would you use that for a comparison? (though I appreciate the gesture)
Me: I love you more than puppies, chocolate chip cookies, hot showers, and free premium cable.
Caolinn: I can live with that.