Caleb (5): Mom! Good morning!
[Caleb climbs up into his parents bed and gets under the covers.]
Mom: Morning, honey.
Caleb: I love you.
[Hugs mom’s head.]
Mom: I love you, too.
Caleb: Mom, see these?
[Hold up two rhythm sticks from the kids’ musical instruments box.]
Mom: Yea, are you making music today?
Caleb: No, I’m using the instruments as weapons.