Ethan spilled an entire bowl of (dry) cheerios on the kitchen floor while I was in the restroom.
Gabriel got the dust buster down and cleaned the mess up before I returned to the kitchen.
But I wasn't far away and heard the dust buster...
Me: What were you using the dust buster for?
Gabriel: Ethan spilled his cheerios.
Me: So you cleaned them up for him?
Me: Wow! You are such a good brother and a good helper for mommy. I'm so glad you are my son!
(pause while I was registering what just took place)
Me: I love you, Gabe.
Gabriel: I love you too mommy, and I am glad you are my mommy.
You may now feel free to barf! Meanwhile, I don't ever EVER EVER want to forget that moment.