We were walking home from a quick round of baseball in the park (can you believe it has been too rainy for us to be outside instead of too hot?) when the following conversation occurred:
Zach: Mom, you are my favorite.
Me: Well thanks Zachy.
Rick: Zachy she is your only mom so she has to be your favorite.
Zach: Well, she is my most favoritest out of all girls.
Me: All the girls? (I was finding it hard to believe I am preferred over Izzy)
Zach: Out of everyone.
Me: Everyone?
Zach: Even Grandpa Pete.
Me: Even Grandpa Pete?
Long pause...
Zach: Grandpa Pete is the bestest but you are right next to him.
I think that means I come second to Grandpa Pete and honestly I am fine with taking second behind him.
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