We’ve had a few nice days & decided it was time to take the bicycles out of storage. Asher overheard us & asked, “Whose bike do I get to ride on?”
I told him, “I think your seat is on my bike.”
Asher: “I want to ride on Daddy’s bike because I love him!”
Me: “Well, what about me?”
Asher: “Yes, I love you too, but you’re not my most best favourite.”
At least he does love me.