Daddy, I'm hungry.
I'm making dinner in a little bit.
But you're sick!
So is your Mom. But she was up while I napped so now I'll make dinner while she rests.
No - you should both rest. I'll make dinner!
Which, aw, that is so sweet and I love him for being so tender.
But no way am I letting that ten-year old make dinner: we'll be eating peanut-butter sandwiches with a side of nacho cheese.
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I'm making dinner in a little bit.
But you're sick!
So is your Mom. But she was up while I napped so now I'll make dinner while she rests.
No - you should both rest. I'll make dinner!
Which, aw, that is so sweet and I love him for being so tender.
But no way am I letting that ten-year old make dinner: we'll be eating peanut-butter sandwiches with a side of nacho cheese.