OMG you guys, I live for these golden moments in parenthood:
While toiling away on the computer this morning, my Reilly appeared with a tin of Altoids and offered me some. I took one, and she put a few more on my desk before flitting away in her sunglasses.
A little while later she was back, picking up one of the mints she had left, trying to put it in my mouth.
"That's okay honey," I said. "I was going to have breakfast, and don't want the mints to make it taste funny."
To which she replied:
"Trust me mom, you need to." I feigned hurt feelings, sticking my lip out, and she was immediately sorry and said, in the most tender voice you've ever heard, "Mom, it's just that...I don't want someone else to tell you..."
(Picture me laughing, with my hand over my mouth of course!)