Mae's first impulse was to die of shame, but she realized after a hot, stomach-clenching moment that this was probably impractical.

Have a little faith in my magic fingers

Ever afternoon, me and Baby Girl set in the. rocking chair before her nap. Ever afternoon, I tell her: You kind, you smart, you important. But she growing up and I know, soon, them few words ain't gone be enough.

You’ll know her by a crown of stars and flowers, and then when you take her to your bed and claim her, you will swear your loyalty to me.

Not to sound, you know, like a dick," Jack said carefully. "But you just dragged us out of bed to show us Jane's messy room? That's not really an emergency Mae."
"She's not here!" Mae shouted, gesturing to the mess around her. "That's the emergency." 
"Again, not to be a dick, but that's not really an emergency." Jack said.

Not everything is black and white. There are some things that are not meant to be proven logically, they just are. They have existed long before us and will continue to do do long after we leave this earth.