Just Stick It On Your Head...with a side of pancake.

Me: Hi, IGPM! How are you? Are you having a good day?
IGPM: I'm fine. Guess what? Mom made a plan. It's a plan to have pizza every Friday for dinner.
Me: That sounds like a yummy plan.
IGPM: It is. You should come have some pizza on a Friday sometime.
Me: Well, I'd love to, but I can't for awhile, because I'll be moving. Remember that I'm moving?
IGPM: Yes, I knew that. (pause. Then, hopefully:) You should stick the idea on your head though. It's a good idea!
Me: (trying not to laugh) Yes, it is a good idea.
IGPM: You shouldn't forget it. You should come on a Monday sometime, so you can stay with us and have pizza on Friday. You should come at...(another lengthy pause, with mom coaching in the background) Christmas!! Yes, you should come at Christmas.
Me: I'd love to, honey, but we'll have to see. [Ick. I hated it when older people told me that when I was growing up. I inwardly cringed as the words left my mouth.]
IGPM: Just remember to stick it on your head. (then, without prompting:) I'll remind you every time in case you forget!


SO CUTE.

Even more cute was when he looked at me with a look so full of love it made my heart sing a little and said, "You are yummy as pancakes!"

That was quite possibly the nicest compliment I've ever been paid.