Here is a conversation that my husband and son had this morning as my husband was getting ready for work.
Ben: Build tracks too, Dad?
Jacob: No, I have to go get ready for work.
Ben: I'll follow you.
Jacob: No, you stay here.
Ben: But, I love you. (imagine this being said with a pouty face)
Can we say guilt trip?
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