The other night, Caroline was schmoozing me. "Oh I love you, Mama!" out of nowhere. I was suspicious, especially since she'd been pretty ornery the whole day.
"What are you up to?" I asked.
"Whaaatttttt?" She was shocked.
"I think you're up to something!"
"No!" She got offended. "I am not doing anything bad..."
I started to feel guilty and wrapped my arm around her.
Then she finished her sentence, "...now. Maybe later."