Be Careful!

When James was growing up, his mother always told him to "be careful" each time he left the house.  James has said that to me for as long as we have been together when I leave home as well....  The phrase has apparently hit the third generation.  On the mornings that Robert goes with me, James is often still in the bed when we head out at 6:45.  Robert and I go into the bedroom together to tell James good-bye.  For the last few weeks, Robert has started consistently saying, "Bye, Daddy!  I love you!  Be careful!"