William and I were driving last Thursday to Kosair's Children's Hospital. He was to have a sleep study for snoring. I didn't want him to nap along the 30 minute drive, so we were talking.
"I wish I lived with Grandma and Grandpa."
"Oh, why?" I asked, prepared to hear more about the golf cart.
"Because then, I could play with Aunt Kaffy [Kathy]."
"That would be fun," I replied. "But, I would miss you if you lived there."
"Wouldn't you just get over it?" he asked.
"No, I'd never get over losing you," I said in my best Mama, Do You Love Me? book voice. Then, I ignored the adage to not ask a question unless you're prepared to hear the answer: "Wouldn't you miss me?"
"Well," he replied, "I'd have [sisters] Lauren and Anna." Ouch. Stab to the heart. I guess I should be happy that he has confidence he'll survive in my absence, but would I?
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