yes, he really said all that

(taking his first bite of dinner) This is super good! Know how much I'm proud of you? (flings arms out) THIS MUCH.

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I just like your face. That's why I hug you.

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(upon waking to me gently scratching/tickling his back)
MOM, NO! Your hands are cold.
...
But don't worry, I still love you.

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B: Was that me when I was a little kid?
A: Nope.
B: Well, it should be. I should have that costume... and a gun.

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A: Listen, lippy, you need to choose a tone and words of respect when you speak to me, please.
B: Mom, I do not like that you call me "lippy."
A: Then quit mouthing off to me, please.
B: If you call me "lippy," I am never hunting.
A: Wait... what?
B: If you call me "lippy," I am never hunting. Do you want me to hunt deer? Do you want me to hunt deer for you with Papaw?
A: Um, yeah?
B: Then do not call me a "lippy." It's not the fact that I don't love you. I DO love you. It's just the fact that I won't hunt deer.
A: Mmhmm.
B: Why are you laughing? What's funny?
A: Um... something I'm reading.
B: You're not reading anything. You're writing down what I am saying.
A: O_O