[And she is going to playfully point that out, leaning back far enough that she can beam up at him, pride and affection shimmering bright behind that smile of hers.]

Look who's talking.

[She means that in the fondest way possible. He's grown so much, but don't think she hasn't forgotten where they started.]

You wouldn't even take a bowl of soup from me when you were feeling under the weather back in the day. [A pause, and a laugh.] Well, you begrudgingly accepted it. But not without a fight.