Little boy came over while I was emptying the dishwasher, took my hand - looked up at me and said:
"Mommy, you're my best friend."
I picked him up, and his sticky hands wrapped around my neck as he kissed me on the cheek.
And that's why I do this. Because he's my best friend too.
To be fair - I *was* being a shithead at the time.
Notice the pregnancy swelling beginning it's ugly decent upon my face. Nice.