When I picked Griffin up this morning ....
Me: It's Zach's car. It's his daddy.
Griffin: Where is Zach's mommy?
Me: Maybe she goes to the office.
Griffin: She goes to the office like my daddy. You don't have an office.
Me: You want me to go to the office?
Griffin: No, I might miss you. I always want to miss daddy.
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