leaving IHOP, after dinner...
me: come on, let's go.
the kid: not yet. I'm not ready.
me: oh, okay then. call us when you're ready. (pushing the door open)
the kid: but I don't have a phone.
me: then I guess you need to come with us.
the kid: silly mommy!
in the car, on the way home from dinner.
the kid: mommy, I don't feel good.
me: oh, I'm sad when you don't feel good. what would it take to make you feel better?
the kid: if you hug me, I will feel better.
me: okay. when we get home, I'll be sure to give you a big squishy hug.
the kid: that's a great idea. daddy, drive faster but don't get a ticket!
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