Payton: "I really don't want to go."
Friends in the background: "Don't go, we're not going, don't go!"
Payton: "Do I have to go?"
Bill: "Well, we're eating dinner there, what will you eat if you don't go?"
Payton: "I don't know, I'll find something."
Bill: "OK, you don't have to, you can stay home."
Payton: "Does Mom want me to go?"
Bill: "She'd like you to come with us."
Payton: "OK, I'll be right there then. I'll go. Be right home."
Isn't that the cutest, sweetest thing you've ever heard a son say to/about his mother? I'm so glad I have a boy - a great kid who still kisses me good-bye when I drop him off at school, in front of the jr. high, where 7th, 8th, and 9th graders are walking into the building acting all cool and whatnot. Yep, that's my Patey and I'll take as many loves as this boy is willing to shell out to his mother!