"Mom, I LOVE you!"
"You do?" Says I
"I really, REALLY do", He replies
"Cross my heart"
"Oh" I sweetly say, as I reach up and cross my heart.
In exasperation Chance looks at me and with a bit of disgust shakes his head at me and almost shouts
"NO!! Not your heart, MINE"
"OOps," I grimmace as I reach over and cross his heart.
"Thanks" He says as he bounces off.
(Do you like my staged pictures. I love digital cameras.)