"So, Mom, what would be the perfect Mother's Day gift for you?" Alex asked, yesterday, as we ate our lunch.

Before I could answer, Chris suggested, "Let's build her a huge Bionicle."

"No, Chris," said Alex, "That's not a Mother's Day gift."

"Oh," Chris paused, then said, "How about a fleet of Bionicles?"

"Chris, I mean what can we buy Mom.  Something new that she wants."

"A new Bionicle!" said Chris.

With a sigh of defeat, Alex plopped his forehead on the table.  I reached out to tousle his hair and told him that I already had my Mother's Day gift.

(Though Chris still can't imagine how anything could be better than a new Bionicle.)