(After having a fight the night before.)
Daddy. Do you love me? Are we friends again?
Yeah. I’ll always love you.
Yaay! Daddy loves me.
Daddy. I want you to have this medal.
(Hands me a medal that was in his room. I take the medal but he doesn’t let it go from his grasp.)
Actually. I changed my mind. I don’t want you to have it. I still want to keep this medal.
I try to make up with Ethan. I go to his room. Ok. Ethan, I’m not mad anymore, you can hug me. He hugs me but this time he’s distracted because he’s watching TV.
Ethan, listen. I don’t hate you. ok?
(with one eye on the TV set). Yeah. Ok Dad. Thanks. Hey. I got a present for you.
Yeah. Let me get it. (Goes and gets me a little bouncing ball and hands it to me.)
Thanks Ethan. (hugs him). I love you Ethan. I don’t hate you. So don’t think that. Ok? I could never hate you no matter what. Alright?
Ok, I’m gonna need that back.
What?… I love you.
Yeah… I’m gonna need you to give me that back soon.
What? The ball? Your present to me?
No. But when I tell you. You’re gonna have to give that back to me.
Um…ok. Nice talk son.