Luke has begun to borrow a phrase I use with him. When he performs some sort of naughty behavior or makes some sort of mistake, I have a line I gladly feed him. Not until recently do I see a problem with my statement. He's now quoting it back to me, and not always at a perfect feel-good type of moment: "Mommy, I love you no matter what you do." UGH
It's harmless enough, but makes me sad to think that there might be times when I am "unlovable". I may rethink my verbal approach to unconditional love.
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As Lydia passed by Luke in our kitchen, he told her, "Phewey! Lydia, you stink!" I explained to him, "Luke, don't tell her that; it might make her feel sad." Moments later I walked by her myself and I couldn't help it. I said, "Man Lydia... you DO stink!" Great role model I am! Don't worry, I'm coaching my kids to love me no matter what I do, right!??!
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Lydia wanted her nails painted. I chose hot pink. Luke wanted to be a funny man and let me paint just one tiny nail of his. I did. We both cracked up the whole time. He quickly presented it to Craig, who responded less than thrilled. That sent Luke running into the bathroom to WASH it off. I laughed harder as I heard him saying, "I hate this now!" He was all too unhappy to find out soap wouldn't do the trick. I doubt I should worry about him wanting to try out any more gross girly products anytime soon.
Lydia wanted her nails painted. I chose hot pink. Luke wanted to be a funny man and let me paint just one tiny nail of his. I did. We both cracked up the whole time. He quickly presented it to Craig, who responded less than thrilled. That sent Luke running into the bathroom to WASH it off. I laughed harder as I heard him saying, "I hate this now!" He was all too unhappy to find out soap wouldn't do the trick. I doubt I should worry about him wanting to try out any more gross girly products anytime soon.
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