Son: Mommy, mommy, look! (Not sure what he was showing; I was focused on the display I was working on.)
Mother: Not now.
Son: But mommy-
Mother: -sigh- Christmas makes mommy want to kill herself. You don't want mommy to kill herself, do you? Leave you with no mommy or daddy?
Son: ...N-no. -awkward pause-
Mother: Then stop talking about it.
What the hell man?