My 6-year-old's Logic

Christian comes downstairs last night around 9PM and asks where Rhys is. I told him that he'd already left for Pennsylvania, reminding him that he was going back to work. So he says, "So you miss him and be sad?" I said, "Yeah, I miss him." He says, "That's what happens when you love somebody. He misses you, too, Mom." I say, "I'm sure he does." Then, (the kicker) he says, "You are not alone, Mommy, cause you got me, and Cade, and Bre. You aren't alone." My little therapist. :)