7:30pm - Jasper's bed time.
I say "Goodnight Jasper".
He wistfully replies "Goodnight Daddy"
Sensing reluctance to go to bed, I ask him "What are you going to dream about tonight?"
Without a moments hesitation, he emphatically replies "Trains. Rocket ships. Spaceships.", briefly pausing to catch his breath, he continues...
"Playing. Parties. Going to the shops. Going to the supermarket. Going to the park..."
His voice trails off, but he continues to list off various activities whilst my heart melts into a puddle and if it was possible, I love him just a little bit more than before.