Matt (who, by the way, really needs a moniker for this blog doesn't he? any suggestions?? I was thinking we might just call him MaryAnn but I'm afraid he might find that disturbing), putting The Dormouse to bed:

D: "Why do Daddy and Momma and you love me?"

M: "Well, Mommy and Daddy love you because they made you. They're your parents so of course they love you."

D: "Oh."

M: "And me? Well... I love you because you're special."

D: "Oh!"

*both pause to appreciate the poignant significance of this moment they both have just shared; one in which real emotions were exchanged and meaning was communicated, then...*

D: "I can touch my eyeball."