As an INTJ female (for those into Myers-Briggs and the like), I am a hard person to know, and an even harder person to love. I wonder if someday my children will want to know what really went on in my brain. I shall leave them this gift. Well, maybe not so much a "gift" as an extremely uncomfortable last will and testament.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Inconvincible
Eric took the kids rollerskating on Saturday, and then out for milkshakes. At some point during their outing, Cole informed Eric that he loved Eric more than he loved me. Eric, of course, took perverse pleasure in retelling this conversation to me privately after they came home.
And of course, when Colson came into the kitchen, I had to say to him, "So, I hear you love Daddy more than you love me..."
Cole looked at Eric with a grin and accused, "Did you tell her??!?!" Eric said to him, "Sorry, I had to."
I said to Cole, "Hey Cole, I love Zachary more than I love you."
Cole responded confidently, "Well, he can't even read, so that can't even be true."
"I love Ava more than I love you."
"She's not even an expert at Wii bowling, so I know that's not true either."
At which point I gave up. Cole is so confident of his greatness that nothing and no one can destroy it, not even an evil mother like me.
Which I guess is why we're made for each other.
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