The other day Aurora said to me, "I love you." I leaned over to her and said, "A lot or a little?" She replied, "I love you all the way to Africa." I responded, naming one of her favorite countries, "I love you all the way to Russia." She said, "I love you all the way to Fitaly."
Fitaly is a made up country; Aurora and her dad created it. It snows all the time there, that's about all I know. When I think of Fitaly, all I can imagine is a winter wonderland, sparkling ice crystals over everything, twinkling lights, a beautiful, huge place.
When Aurora said "I love you all the way to Fitaly", I said, "All the way to Fitaly! I can't top that."
Aurora deadpanned, "Fitaly is the dining room."
Well, I guess I'll take what I can get.

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