As Patrick, Lilly, and I walked out the front door to get in the van this morning, Lilly pointed out that I was driving V's car. Mine broke, I told her. Patrick looked up at me, a little upset looking, and said, "I so sorry!" It was adorably sweet.
Lilly: I sorry V broke your car.
Me: Haha, no, there were just a lot of things wrong with it. V didn't break it.
Lilly: You need to fix it now?
Me: No, I think it's just time I got a new one.
Patrick: I so sorry. I so sorry you broke your car.