"I'm not hungry anymore"
About three days after being released from the hospital my 8 year old's best buddy needed a place to stay for a couple of hours while his parents ran an errand. After about 2 hours Zac comes bouncing into the house announcing "Mr. Phillips! I'm H U N G R Y!" and makes his way into my room where he knows I am watching the news. I was laying there with my shirt open, binder off and hanging out when he stops at the end of the bed, rests his head on his arms and stares at my staples. "What do you think you would like" I ask. After a long stare and pause he says, "I'm not hungry anymore Mr. Phillips."
Kids, you know I love'm.