Thursday, December 31, 2009

I love you way, way much Mommy

Yesterday young T and I had one of the most troubled days in our young relationship. If I said "black" he said "white." If I asked him to come over to get lotioned, he ran the opposite direction. If I asked him to nap, he banged a giant penguin into his night stand. If I asked him to go potty, he smirked at me as he stood on top of the toilet and watched the urine run down his jeans. On top of it all, F was especially fussy yesterday morning. It was one of those days where it was all I could do to hold it together until Ry got home (which he did, early, and bearing brisket. I love my husband).

Today was better. It was mostly better because Ry took him to his very first dentist appointment this morning, and I got an hour of peace and quiet. T has also been a much better listener today. When it was time for his nap, we went into his room, snuggled together on his bed and read about Scuppers, the Sailor Dog. Then, as I was leaving, he hopped up and said "I need to give you lots of kisses!" Oh, OK. And as I was closing the door behind me, "I love you way, way much Mommy!"


Cathy said...

Sorry he was being such a handful - I'm glad he changed his tune though. You are a wonderful mother and don't ever forget it! Hugs from 2000 miles away for a wonderful 2010. Love you guys

nana said...

Just when you are ready to give them away.....they melt your heart.

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