In Which I Get Exactly What I Deserve

We've all been missing Max and looking for a little extra love and reassurance lately. So the other night, I found myself asking C one of the most annoying things a parent can ask a kid.

Me: Do you love me?

C: Yes, I do.

Me (really pushing it here): How much?

Short pause.

C: Really, not very much.

(You know my parents are really enjoying this one.)