Naomi to me, after a 10 minute cuddle and sweet talk: N: Mommy, you know who I really, really adore? Me: *begins to preen* who? N: Daddy, and Crunchy Toes (her owl lovey) Me: oh, what about me? N: I love you, but I ADOOOORE daddy and owl.
Ouch kids are brutal. If it makes you feel better last night Daddy got a good-night kiss and when I asked for one she rolled over and farted in my direction.
I was singing an "I love you" song to DS on the way to school yesterday morning, and he looked right at me and said "I just want to be friends." I have no idea where he got that from, or how he knows that it is an appropriate response to a declaration of love. But kids are mean sometimes, even though they are awesome kids.
Will much prefers H. Whatever. H can deal with all the crazy shit that kid throws at us. I'm cool with it. #breezy
Besides! You H works a TON. He's, like, the super cool novelty since they hang out with you a ton. It's not that they don't love you, because they totally do!!
E: Mom, your purse is so pretty! Me: Thanks, Lulu!! E: When you die, I want to get your purses and earrings. Me: Well hopefully that won't be for a long time. E: Aww, mannn.