I love my son - really. I love him more than anything in the world, but today he has pushed every single one of my buttons (and God didn't give me very many buttons to press) about 100 times. I've actually considered learning a different language, just so that I don't sound like a broken record when I say "No!" so often. Just like I sometimes want to change my name. You know? Wouldn't it be kind of nice to not hear "Mom. Mom. Mom. Mommy. MOM!!" all the time? "Susan" has a nice ring to it. Hmm.
Oh, and of course there's always THAT question. You know the one. The question of the day. The one-worded question that follows absolutely anything that is said to or asked of just about every 3 year old child.
"Why?"
Everything has to have a reason. We have to get gas for the truck. Why? Because the tank is empty. Why? Because we have been driving lots. Why? Because we like to go see Grandma and Grandpa sometimes, right? Yeah, but why? Because..........Just because!!
It's days like today where I just want to grab a book, turn on the bathroom fan (to get rid of outside noise, not to take a dump. Come on, I know you were thinking it), slink into a nice warm tub (with bubbles of course), and just r-e-l-a-x.
And yet, it's all worth it. Some days, I just have to keep telling myself that.
And we want to have more children and do it all over again. Haha!
(And now that it's been nap time for over an hour - and he is finally sleeping - I'm going to....organize my laundry piles!....What?)
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