You were the mother of Yellow guy (Manny) and the wife/husband of Roy. You all didn't have the best relationship but still made the most of it. Today was a day that you all got along. Manny (he is 9.) is holding out a chicken leg to Roy's mouth, Roy ate a bite as Manny giggled, you watched, smiling at the sight until Roy made eye contact with you. You look away as to not make it awkward until he spoke up

Roy: Is something wrong, darling?