Isn't it amazing how just putting things in writing can help you gain perspective and feel better? Yesterday after my post, I was such a better mom to Bubby. You know what they say about a happy mommy? Ain't nobody happy if the momma ain't happy! Needless to say my improved attitude did rub off a bit on the boy.
Of course we still had our moments, which leads me to the "he's so darn funny!" My friend K was over with her 3 kiddos, all of whom Bubby loves. They are quite a bit older, so he enjoys getting to play with the big kids. During one of their games, the older kiddos came to let me know Bubby was hurting them (yes, even though he is 6-10 years younger than them, he does hurt them.) Bubby reminds me of that big dopey guy from Of Mice and Men. The one that says, "I'll love 'em and squeeze 'em and hold 'em tight."
Anyway, I take Bubby aside and say, "Were you just playing, or were you trying to be mean?"
He quickly responds, "I was trying to be mean."
At this point K runs into the other room, because the two year old is so stinking funny. Fortunately I have been mothering The General for over 11 years. I've had a lot of practice keeping a straight face in these situations. So I give Bubby his time out and he settles down. After the time out he comes to me to discuss making good choices and apologizes for being mean. We hug and off he runs, but wait. He stops and yells back over his shoulder, "Yeah sorry mommy. I called you a rat when I was in the laundry room."
I thought poor K was going to wet her pants.
That boy is too darn funny.
Gratitude journal for today:
I only need one today.
I'm grateful that my little terror is so cotton pickin' funny.