I had to excuse myself from the dinner table last night when this happened.
Me: What are you going to buy me for my birthday?
Louden: Something you love more than me.
Me: I don't love anything more than you.
Louden: I'm going to buy you a Mommy.
Me: A mommy?
Louden: the same Mommy, what does she look like. {tear}
She looks like this my sweet baby boy.
When you see her, she'll be smiling...and crying, but that's our thing. We're good at it.