The other day when Brad was trying to leave for work, he walked out the front door only to return immediately for something he had forgotten. This happened a couple of times. When he was on his way out, finally convinced that he had everything he needed, he said, "I'm really leaving this time", to which I responded, "Yeah right". The only problem is that before I could actually utter my response, he added, "I love you", so it seemed my response was to the latter of his statements. He then thought that I was mad at him for something, and came back inside for a second. Ha. I knew he wasn't really leaving for good! It's hard being right all the time.