The Girl just came back from a one night sleep over with her cousin at my mom's house. It didn't go well, with the girls disagreeing on everything. The Girl is in a "cry at least once a day" phase, so this didn't help. I asked her about it when we got in the car together, post-sleep over.
Me: Did you have a fun time?
The Girl: Well, not really. I was missing you.
Me: Oh honey, but you know I was so nearby and we talked on the phone and everything. I'll always be there for you to come home to.
The Boy: Well, until you die.
Me: Son, honestly! Hush!
The Boy: Hey, it's the truth.
Me: OK, but maybe we don't need so much truth right now.
Good thing I had told him ahead of time that she was tired and needed us to be extra nice to her when we picked her up.