Boone:
Mama.

Me:
She had to leave for work. What do you need?

Boone:
Mama.

Me:
She'll be back later. What do you want? You want a snack?

Boone:
Mama!

Wyatt:
I think he's being pretty clear.

Me:
I know, but I'm a perfectly capable parent. And I'm right here.

Boone:
Mama!

Wyatt:
But, you're not mama.

Me:
I feed you, clothe you, put you down for your nap, play with you. What does she do that I don't do?

Wyatt:
Be awesome.

Boone:
MAMA!

Me:
She's gone, Boone. Do you want a hug? I can hug.

Wyatt:
Not like mama.

Me:
Just like mama.

Wyatt:
Nope.

Boone:
MAMA!

Me:
How is her hug different than mine?

Wyatt:
It's awesome.

Me:
Here, Boone. I'll give you a hug to make you feel better.

Boone:
WAAAAAAAH! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA! MAMA!

Wyatt:
Way to go, smart guy. He'll be freaking out for a while now.

Me:
Fine. I'll let him have his fit. Is there anything you need?

Wyatt:
Mama.