Sam: "How do you think I feel about you, Mommy?"
Me: [pause, since I was just yelling at him to get his FRIGGIN UNDERWEAR on already!] "I don't know. How do you feel about me?"
Sam: "I really love you. I love you so much."
Me: "Oh! I love you, too."
Sam: "You make me very, very happy, Mommy."
Me: "Aw. Thanks."
Sam: "So I think we should get married."
Me: "But we've talked about this. We can't get married because I'm your Mommy."
Sam: "It's okay, though, Mommy. Because ALL little boys feel this way about their mommies." [shurg] "It's just part of being a little boy."
Me: "I think you're right."
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