So I don't forget

When I staggered home from work tonight at 8:00, Cletus the Former Fetus was dressed in pink pajamas covered with drawings of clouds. Her teeth were brushed and her feet were bare. She was sitting on the couch with her dad, reading a story. She ran over to greet me and to give me a card she had made for me. The card was just a folded piece of white construction paper made colorful with rubber stamps. "Look, this one says 'love,'" she pointed. "And this one is a heart. Do you know why I put hearts on your card, mama?" I said I didn't know. I said "Because you like hearts?" And she shook her head, no. I said "Because you like me?" And she smiled so big and bright it would make your heart flipflop and roll over and die, and she said "No mama! Because I wanted to make it sweet!"