Love

Pete has been doing some work at my house.

...like going into the crawl space to prop up the floor that's sagging under the water heater!!!!!!!  But that's a story for another day...

G and his babysitter Mr. Jim have been watching Mr. Pete work.

Later G asked me: "Mr. Pete love me?"

Me: "No, G.  Mr. Pete does not love you.  Mr. Pete is our friend.  We like our friends.  We love our family.  Mama loves you.  Joseph loves you.  You love Mama.  blah blah blah blah love blah blah family blah blah blah blah love blah....."

G firmly asserts (no question what-so-ever): "Mr. Jim love me."