text: Bride Of Mukor: How A Child Thinks
  There is a very cute baby book called "How Much I Love You". The story revolves around a daddy bunny and his son. Heartwarming bunny conversation ensues.
  LittleMan was never a fan of this book, but he's had to suffer through it since it was often read to BoopaLoop. However, the other day at the breakfast table I had this conversation with him.
  LittleMan - "Mommy, I love you all the way to here." He puts his hand up to his forehead in a 1/2 salute 1/2 measuring stick gesture.
  Me - "Well, I love you all the way to the moon."
  LittleMan - Smiling, "Wow, that's really far."
  Me - Smiling back, "Yeah."
  Music swells. Birds chirp. A magical moment, and I go back to eating my cereal.
  LittleMan - "I love you all the way to space."
  Me - "Wow, that's really far."
  LittleMan - Grinning, "Yeah."
  Me - "I love you all the way to the end of the Milky Way."
  Some discussion about what the Milky Way is.
  LittleMan - "I love you all the way to the robot house."
  I tell him that taken literally "to the robot house" has to be really far since we haven't encountered a planet with any robots on it yet. I know, that's stretching it, but I liked his creativity.
  Now, this conversation has clearly lost all of its warm fuzziness and has entered the realm of competition. We are really enjoying ourselves, but I'm hungry and want to eat in some peace. So, I try to think of something that is further than the Milky Way, but that wouldn't require a lot of explanation AND would terminate this conversation - leaving me as the winner, of course.