Turkey: Um, I made you a balentime.
Frootie!: Oh really? It's beautiful. What does it say?
T: I miss you *sad voice*
F: Well, little girl, why do you miss me? I am right here.
T: I know. But when you leave. I miss you. *sad voice then giggles*
Also - at one point last week she patted me on the back and said "That's my girl". Apparently for a second I was 4 and she was 27.