You were full of crap, because I was terrified you would disappear into the night and your Father and I would never see you again. You should take that as a sign of how much I truly do love you. You should be concerned if you ever hear "Oh, well.. Guess we'll adopt."
Your Father and I have made the executive decision to skip the Ministry's party unless they put Tonks in charge of the activities. After fourteen years those people still won't leave us alone. They want to celebrate the defeat of the Dark Lord, doesn't seem like the sort of party thing I want to attend.
These baked goods come with strings attatched, what's this I hear you have a girlfriend?