Recently my littlest guy has started to give me a little attitude. Sometimes when I go to kiss him he'll turn his head away from me or stick his fingers in his mouth or some other foolishness like that. (He is THREE for the love of Ned.....not Thirteen.....Isn't this a little too early for this nonsense to be starting?) So, my retaliation to this kind of behavior is to throw him down on this bed....or couch....or my lap....and kiss him incessantly. Like a hundred times or more. Usually this results in a laugh and lesson learned. Don't' mess with the Mom. Ever.
Well....here's the newest thing.....
Me: "Braden....I love you."
Braden: "Mom....I like you."
Um yeah. I.Like.You.
Just like that....I like you. (Where's the love in this I ask you?)
Here are the sort of comments I can foresee in my not-too-distant future:
"I tolerate you."
"You do not amuse me."
"Quit it with the sarcasm."
"I like you....but I don't like-like you."
Sigh. Why do they have to grow up so fast?
And one last thing Mr. Braden....when I ask for a kiss I don't mean an "air kiss" (You know, making a kissing noise across the room into thin air does NOT cut it for this mama.) If you continue along this path I will have no choice but to throw you to the bed and cover you with kisses a hundred million times over.....
Don't mess with this Mom. Ever.
