My little guy has become Mommy's cheer leader. I love that he thinks I am "perfect", but it is becoming apparent that he is becoming a bit of, let's say... a... brown noser.
We all know what that means. It breaks me heart. Whenever his sister is calling me a mean Mommy and I am really upset, he shouts out; "You are the best Mommy ever!" A part of me says he really does and he does love me, but it is very apparent that he is doing it to stay in my good graces when his sister is most definitely not there.
Mr. Finn pointed this out to me yesterday and I wasn't as eager to embrace this new way of thinking, but I see that it is true. My son is going on that road to be a politician.
If I liked politicians I would be shouting from the rooftops, but they remind me of slimy, oily reptiles. I don't want my precious little baby boy to belong to that race of human being.
He is too sweet. A little misguided at the moment, but I think, well, I hope he means well. He likes when Mommy is happy with him. I can't blame him in some ways.
The part that gets me is that he is learning this stuff faster than his sister. Maybe because of her?! I want my baby to stay my baby as long as possible and mostly I just want him to stay...