Last night as Dash was in dreamland, I whispered in his ear, “Do you love your mama?”  He sucked his fingers.  I whispered again, “Dashy, do you love your mama?”  He still sucked.  So I asked him about three more times until he finally said, “Uh huh” to probably make me go away.  But then I asked him, “Well, how much do you love me?”  It took a few more times of asking that, when he finally took his fingers out of his mouth and said, “A thousand hundred million”.
That’s a lot for a little boy, so I was very pleased, and left him to his sleep.