Love, continued...

Before Lucy goes to sleep, she gets a story or two read to her in bed. She usually requests to put her head down on the storyteller (me or Jeff) while she listens. Today before her nap, she gave me a book to read and asked to lie down on my stomach, which she said would be ok because "there isn't a muscle there any more." And I still love her anyway. So there, that's love, too.