I was on my way out the door to my book study I'm doing with some friends, when Zechariah stopped me.
"Mommy, I wanna go with you."
"Aww... honey, you can't. I'm going out for coffee with my friends." I figured this would settle things.
"We'll, I'm your friend, Mommy. Member?" He asked with a question, his eyes pleading with me to take him along.
What do you say to that?
I explained to him, "Tonight, Daddy really needs you to be his friend." That seemed to settle it for him. He was happy to stay home.