"You still love me when I don't eat my peas?"
"Yep, I do."
"Do you love me even when I take toys from Graham?"
"Well, I don't like it when you do that, but I still love you, yes."
Since we'd had so many discussions about this subject, I wasn't surprised when he randomly thought of new scenarios to ask me about. But I was surprised when he decided to test just how far he can stretch the rules.
"Mommy? When we are at home and Graham is downstairs doing naughty things and I take him and throw him out of the house way, way far away... Will you still love me?"
"What?"
"And he bleeds a lot, a lot, a lot? Will you still love me?"
"Umm....."
"And he's all gone? For a long time, forever?"
Wow. That's a tough one...
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Leave your own "ism". Cael and Graham double-dog dare you.