I think when Lucas was five, I lived nearby, and Lucas, unbeknownst to me, had decided on my birthday to get me a birthday present. He all by himself walked down to the co-op. Before I knew he was gone, he was back. And he had gone to buy me a birthday present at five.

And so that's a story I probably haven't told. I don't even know if you know that. But he felt so comfortable there. It's like, yes, I'm going to come to get my mom a present. I'm sure he had $5 in his hand, and he turned that into a present for his mom on her birthday.