Outside my door just now, I heard John crying. I asked him what was the matter, and he said he wanted Daddy. Tom is not quite over his cold and is tired from snow camp, so he has been in bed asleep for a while. Not wanting to wake him, I asked John why he wanted Daddy. The following exchange took place:
John: "I need Daddy!"
Me: "What do you want Daddy for?"
John: "Because I don't know where to go."
Me, slightly puzzled: "Where should you be?"
John: "In bed."
Me: "So, why do you need Daddy?"
John, suddenly smiling like he realized how silly he was: "I don't know."
He turned and walked away. I asked him if he was going back to bed now. He chuckled and said, "Yes."