In our house there is a definite hierarchy of love. With the girls it goes like this:
4. Aunt Patti
Now, keep in mind that Chris is the one who takes them and picks them up from school, does homework with them in the afternoons, cooks pancakes with them on the weekends, AND he makes their lunches. Fifth place. Occasionally, he moves up to number 3.
Chris's mantra when I was pregnant with Quinn was, "He will love me best. He will love me best." And that has been his goal since the day Q was born. Tonight after dinner I asked Q who he loved best, Mama, Daddy, Casey or Chandler. His response?
2. Sheshe (and pointed at Casey)
5. Pop Pop
Chan and I didn't even make the cut into the Top 5. See if I ever carry that child in my womb again! Humph.