Buddy.....buddy...Chronicles of Parker

So, Parker is on this kick where he calls me "buddy"....and I call him "buddy" too. We are the best buddies in the whole world. He uses our "buddy" status to work me around his little finger. When I am eating something that he wants, he looks at me with those puppy dog eyes and asks me ..."Buuuddy Mommy, Don't you want to share with your Buddy?" I tell him that of course I want to share with my buddy! Heaven forbid if I eat the last bite though. He says, "you ate all of it, buddy? He's worked his way around doing the same to me though....he tells me...."I'm sorry, buddy, I ate it all gone....I'm sorry...." Then he looks all sorrowful at me like he's wronged me in the worst way and is sooooo repentant. He knows I can't resist that and can't be mad at him in any way, shape, or form. When he has to stay home while I leave, he throws the "buddy" card at me. He says...But buddy....I'll miss you too much...please don't leave me buddy...." How pathetic is that?! He also knows that when I have my door closed, all he has to do is tell me that my buddy is outside the door and I have to let him in. At first, it was...it's Parker....then...when that doesn't work...He says, "Don't you want to let your buddy in?" I'm a goner! I LOVE to spend time with my "BUDDY". Don't you?