Me: "I like you, Greta."
G: "I like you too. Mom....do you like me better than Aaron?"
Me: "No, I like you both the same."
G: "Oh. I thought you liked me better." Sigh.
Me: "Why do you think I like you better than Aaron?"
G: "Because I am nicer than him."
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