There are moments in motherhood that we’ll never forget. Some sweet, some bitter, but never the less unforgettable. I had one of those unforgettable moments this morning at 5am. I was awoke by the monster saying Momma. I rolled over startled and asked what was wrong. His tummy didn’t hurt, he didn’t have to pee, he didn’t want anything to drink, he didn’t want to watch cartoons instead, he said; “I love you Momma” and went back to sleep. Moments we’ll never forget….
Now if that doesn’t just melt your heart I don’t know what will. I think he might have been trying to redeem himself from a shitty comment made earlier that afternoon—yes, three-year olds are capable of being shitty (or maybe it’s just mine). As the three of us were standing in the kitchen shit got real.
Max was looking at his ipad when I said, “I love you Max” He looked up from his game annoyed and said, “I love you when you tell me yes, but when you tell me no, I don’t love you.” What the fuck! I looked at the Officer in shock. All I could do was laugh. I looked back down at Max who at three had just burned his mother and said, “Wow Max that was pretty ugly” Three year old logic, I get it, I can respect it and now give me your fucking ipad. Moments we’ll never forget…..
The thing I love most about this age is they haven’t quite mastered the art of lying so pretty much what they say is what they mean. You’ve got to appreciate that shit man. In a world full of lying bastards and the desire to just please who you need to, to get ahead these little guys aren’t afraid of keeping it real, which leads to moments we’ll never forget….