She loves me, she loves me not...
Last night, after a lengthy, heartfelt prayer, Cailin and I were snuggling , when she spoke up.
"Sometimes I think you love me more."
"More than what, sweetie?" (Assuming this was sibling comparison, and that because of my passionate prayer for her she was feeling a little more favored than her little sis.)
"Sometimes I just think you love me more than I love you."