“You’re my favorite Ashley.” Me
“You’re my favorite Heather.” Me
“You’re my favorite Melissa.” Me
“You’re my favorite Jamison.” Me
Yes, I tell all our kids they are my favorite. And I might pause slightly after “favorite” but it will be accompanied with a wink — and no comma. After all, I don’t want our kids to think I favor one over the others. Instead, our kids know they are my favorite Ashley, Heather, Melissa, and Jamison.1With apologies to all the other Ashleys, Heathers, Melissas, and Jamisons out there. I’m sure you understand.
And our kids are smart — smart enough that I’ll hear in response:
“You’re my favorite Dad.”
Nope. No pause. No comma. Touché!