[There was a shuffle of fabric over the mic, and a little thump, as if a well placed kick little had turned on the CB. It was followed by some silence, but pretty soon a muffled voice, not too distorted not to be heard. There was sincerity in the words, and a little bit of a smile at appropriate times.]
You know Mommy loves you right? Mommy loves you when you make right decision, and Mommy loves you when you make the wrong decision. Mommy loves you on your good days, and Mommy loves you on your bad days too. Mommy loves you when you're happy, and excited, and smiley, and Mommy loves you when you are grumpy, and angry or sad. There is truly nothing in any universe that would ever make Mommy not love you, in fact I not only love you, but I like you. I like who you are! I love listening to the things you have to say. I love spending time with you. I love being around you. Mommy made her mind up about you the day you were born, and there is nothing you could ever do to change the way I feel about you. I'm so proud of you. All of you.
[There was some audible sniffles, before more shuffled fabric against the mic, and the CB cut off.]