Critter: Mommy - who is your best friend?
My Bride: Your daddy is my best friend, sweetheart.
Critter: No. He's at work. You need another best friend.
Bride: It's ok, Daddy can be my best friend even when he's at work.
Critter: Don't worry, Mommy. I'll get you a new best friend.
Critter: Here you go, Mommy. This can be your new best friend. I made her. Her name is Freddy.
Freddy is now sleeping on my desk. We're not allowed to throw her out. According to the Critter, that would hurt her feelings.