tonights bedtime conversation

Luke: Mom, I love you.

Mom: I love you too honey.

Luke, in an "I feel really bad saying this but it's the truth and I've got to say it" tone:
I love Daddy more.

Mom: That's good honey, that's cause you're a boy and someday you're going to be like Daddy. I still love you just as much.

Luke: Yeah, and he throws balls way gooder.