I love you mama

"I love you more than monster trucks mama," says R.

"But I love you more than bones." Whispers A.

"Oh, I love you more than monster trucks AND race cars." Squeals R.

"And I love you more than bones AND jeeps." States A confidently.

"But I want you to be with me forever mama. What will happen when you grow old and die?" Says A in a worried tone.

"I intend to be with you for a very long time and won't be old any time soon." Says mama with tears in her eyes.