Good mommy

We (kids & I) were at the pool on Sunday. We were eating lunch, a picnic I had brought. Everyone was mellow and we lapsed into silence. Then out of the blue, James said, "You a good mommy." Merryn agreed. "Yeah! You're a good mommy." Then they pause. Then, "Daddy thinks you a bad mommy." I said. "What makes you say that?" Merryn said, "well, he's not here to say you're a good mommy." I said, "Oh." They said again, "Daddy thinks you a bad mommy. But you a good mommy." I said, "oh thank you, that makes me feel so good. That's the only thing that matters."