The kids had gone to bed, but Yoel Aryeh, the oldest at 4, needed to use the restroom, so after he was done his father was helping him back to his room. He spoke to his son as he led him back to the door:
"Yoel Aryeh I love you so so so so much. How much does Tati love you?"
His little boy responded with sweet childlike confidence:
"You love me so so so so much."
"That's right. I love you so much"
"Mhm. But Tati, HaShem loves me the most."
The beauty of what this small child had just said made me stop and look up. The father was looking at his boy with pride in his eyes and a smile on his face. His son was completely confident that he had his earthly father's love, but he knew that there is One that loves him the most.
He loves us the most.