Friday, August 25, 2006
Nobody else can have me
Doesn't it fell good to be loved?
Lately Carys has been very greedy. NOBODY else can call me mom — especially Gabriel. If she hears a child in the store call for his mom, she has to make sure, just in case, that he knows I am not his mommy. Gabriel is very understanding. He knows I'm his mommy no matter who says otherwise.
The other night we were all in the "family" bed (I know, Really bad.) and Carys and Gabriel went to pick out a stuffed animal to sleep with. This is new. Neither one of my kids have ever been attached to anything. Gabriel noticed one of his friends at school gets to sleep with his stuffed animal so he thought he'd give it a try. When they came back, Gabe had a bunny, a teddy bear, and a bigger teddy bear. (Later he told me to move over, his bears needed ROOM.) Carys came back with a plastic doll that her Grandma got her. (Thanks, Mom, by the way). This doll calls for mommy and then proceeded to fall down laughing hysterically. Carys loves it. I have not yet been able to permanently damage her yet — or to turn her off.
Carys was almost asleep when the durn doll decided to tell her she loved her. "I love you Mommy!" "I love you Mommy!"
Without a thought, Carys replied, "Her not your mommy! She's my mommy!"
Even the doll loves me.