I got some insight into what Lucas thinks about me when I'm not there.
I came home this morning from working out. For about 10 minutes Lucas sat on the stairs screaming, "Go away mommy, I don't like you!" I ignored him and went straight to the kitchen to make breakfast and pack his lunch.
There was silence for about two minutes.
Then he came into the kitchen, gave me a big hug and said, "Where were you when I woke up?"