Mommy President

I am a little tired after our jam-packed weekend.
Sunday night M. announced to me while singing songs before bed the following:

"Mama, did you know you are my president?"

"What does that mean to be your president?"

"Oh mommy, you know what a president is! There are presidents like of this world, but you are the president of me, and I love you mommy."

We cuddled extra long that night!