"What does a child like you know of 'like'?"
"Of course, I know. Mommy, you're really lagging at times. Some elementary students are already looking for their love interests. Mommy is truly getting on in years; you're almost out of sync with our generation."
Getting on in years…
These four words penetrated her heart straightaway!
She glared at him admonishingly.
"Are you despising that mommy is getting old?"
He shrugged, sizing her up generously. Thereafter, he patted her shoulder in earnest.
"Mommy, relax! No matter how old you get, even when all your teeth are gone and your hair turns white, Youyou won't despise you!"
Touched by his words, she firmly placed two smooches on his smiling face as she cupped it with her hands. "Be good, and you're banned from despising mommy! Mommy loves Youyou the most!"