Are You ‘posed to do That?
I love you; I truly, honestly, from the bottom of my heart love you. But often I just don’t like the things you do. I know, it seems ridiculous and I know it sounds like I am not a good mom (which on some days I probably am not) but for someone who holds my heart, you sure know how to push my buttons. Maybe it is because you hold my heart; it’s so easy for you to push my buttons.
Given the amount of time that we spend together and the innate craftiness that you two year olds possess, you know exactly what pisses me off. And more often than not the things you do are just so you can test your limits and see how much I will let you get away with.
Like yesterday when I walked in on you spreading my hand cream all over our bed, I got really mad. But before I could say anything at all you said “Are you ‘posed to do that? You take time out now.” And just as soon as you got to your time-out corner, you asked me “How many more minutes?” only you did it every five seconds until I laughed and said “Ok just don’t do it again and come gimme a hug.”
Also this idolization of your father is getting to be extremely annoying. Just so you know I happen to be the other half of your gene pool and just as important. The moment Daddy walks in through the door, whatever tantrum you were throwing gets quickly forgotten and you turn into a pile of cuteness. You look at me in all seriousness and say things like “Daddy go office. Daddy do busy work.” As opposed to what? Mommy at home NOT doing busy work? I can’t wait for you to grow up and teach you all about gender equality and dignity of labor, as of now I just grin and bear while you ask “Mommy excuse me, can you please make some popcorn and juice for Daddy?” What I want to say is “He can fix his own juice and popcorn.” But instead I say “Sure honey!” At least you have impeccable manners.
It surprises me that you think, just because you do something quick enough Mommy might not notice. And even if I do, you always come back with “Are you ‘posed to do that? I don’t think so!” that leaves me with absolutely nothing to say to you. Not one thing.
Which leads me to ask myself Am I being played by a two year old? Turns out most of us moms are!
But every single day, it amazes us just how smart you are turning out to be.
Like last night when Daddy was half asleep while reading to you and he read
“This is my hat, said crocodile.”
And you turned at him and said
“This is my hat said elephant”
“Look! This is E, it sounds like eh”
I don’t think we have ever been more impressed or laughed as hard. All the while you looked at us like we were crazy for not knowing that E is for elephant and not crocodile. Even the two year olds know that!
Since you and I hang out together pretty much all the time, we have good days and bad ones. The good days are awesome, they just rock my boat. And the bad days? Well, now that I think about it, they aren’t that bad at all.