I sent the following text to my kids last night. Their responses form a fairly accurate portrait of their relationships with me:
Me: At least one night a week I forget to eat dinner and then have two beers. This time it wasn't my fault. I planned to eat, but the kitchen at the bar was closed. #drunk
(Identification:) Jackie: Me too!!!
(Support tinged with derision:) Dayne: HAHAHAHA! Perfect!
(Affection tinged with shame:) Dexter: I love you.
(Judgment:) Jordan: #firstworldproblems Haha
Yep. That's them.