Annie: "Mommy, are you lonely?"
Me: "Sometimes I am."
Annie: "I mean, do you wish you had a boyfriend?"
Me: "Sometimes I do. Why, do I seem lonely to you?"
Annie: "Well, sometimes I guess. I mean, you go out with guys, and well, I don't want to offend you..."
Me: "It's OK., you won't offend me."
Annie: "Well, it's like you're this beautiful wall, all clean and pretty and nice--but you keep putting these old, crappy stickers up and they just peel and crumble and fall off."