Today at lunch I was talking with Nate about Thanksgiving, explaining that it's a holiday when we think about the things that make us happy, things we're glad about. I told him I was happy he was my boy, and Jack, too. He returned the sentiment and then we talked about everyone else we were happy about - Daddy, Grandma, Grandpa, Peepa, and most importantly Sophia.
Things were quiet for a while as we ate, and then Nate looked up and said "I like you, Mommy."
Boy do I like that kid back.