From the backseat of the car, The Mayor said,
"I love you as tall as a redwood tree, Mama."
Oh, the rare moments when I'm not "doing it wrong!"
"Thank you, Mayor! What a nice thing to say. I love you, too."
There was a pause, then he asked,
"Mama, which is bigger, a redwood tree or the ocean?"
"Well, that's a hard one because a redwood tree is tall and an ocean is wide."
"Well, if you cut a redwood tree down and put it next to an ocean which one would be bigger."
"An ocean would be bigger in that case," I said.
"Then I love you as much as an ocean, Mama."
I guess I got some long overdue back pay.