Between having our car and the church van repaired, and the rental car we used, DH and I have had to leave the house every morning to drop off or pick up a car. Today was no exception. As I was preparing to go, C and I had the following conversation:
C: Momma, I love you! Even when you're not here.
Me: Oh! I love you, too!
C: And I'll love you even when you're dead!
Me: ...Oh. Great.
C: But I won't miss you! I'll still have a brother and a sister!
C: Oh. But that's almost the same as parents. Sigh.