Ramona had the pleasure yesterday of hosting playtime with one of her best friends, four-year-old Peter. We had just arrived back home with him, and were getting out of the car. As I helped Ramona unbuckle, she threw her arms around me and said, "I love you, Mommy!"
"I love you, too!" I returned.
She then turned to Peter, still bursting with all this joy, and said, "I love you, Peter!"
Peter, busying himself with getting out of the car, hopped out and said, "Yeah!"
Ramona followed him out, gave him a solemn look that was not without accusation, and with eyebrows raised, said:
"Is that all you have to say?"