I was talking to Shane on the phone last weekend when he was at Mema and Papa's. I was checking in to see that he was doing okay.
Shane: I don't miss you.
Me: Oh, okay. That is fine. Do you still love me? (we often talk about when you miss someone that just means you love them lots).
Shane: Yay, I love you, I just don't miss you.
Except when it was bedtime, he all of a sudden missed me so much he couldn't go to sleep. Hmmm...I will always wonder if he really did miss us that much or if it was just an excuse to not go to bed?! The mind of a 4 year old.