An early morning exchange

We (Daddy and Noah) were sitting at the island eating oatmeal while Mommy stood to the side.

Noah: "Both boys sitting. Daddy's oatmeal red. Noah's oatmeal red too," etc. (The oatmeal was strawberry-flavored.)
(Then, as I finished, I got up.)
Noah: "Daddy sit. Daddy eat oatmeal."
Me: "Daddy's oatmeal is all gone." (I show him the bowl.)
Noah: "Daddy get more."

It's nice to be loved. And of course, I sit back down for a little more.