My son was being his usual charming self when I felt the need — like I usually do every 15 minutes or so when my kids are behaving well — to tell him I love him.
“I know you do,” he tells me.
“You do?” I asked. “How do you know that?”
“Because you have loved me for a 100 years,” he said.
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He knows me well.