Maybe Daddy Shouldn’t Read This Post
Quinn: I love you more mommy because you look the prettiest.
Me: That’s sweet that you think I’m pretty, Quinn, but you can love us both the same.
Q: But you look the prettiest because sometimes you wear pretty dresses and I so much like the colors. And I just love you more b’cause you are my mommy and you’re a girl and you’re my mommy so you have to be a girl.
Me: But Quinn, you don’t base how much you love someone on how pretty they are. You love them based on the person they are and how you feel about them in your heart.
Q: But you are the prettiest so I love you more. I love my Daddy a little bit but I love you more.
Me: Well, Quinn that would hurt Daddy’s feelings to hear you say that.
Q: You say that to Daddy, okay, Mommy?
Me: No, I’m not going to say that to Daddy. That would make him feel bad.
Several minutes of Quinn whining and insisting we call Daddy go by. Finally he says…
Q: Okay, I love my Daddy so much but I just love you more.
Now I should point out that he was in the middle of making a collage for Daddy. And he also went on to tell me that he loves me because my coffee is beautiful.(??) So, Thor, if you did not heed the warning and you are in fact reading this, don’t take it too personally. Remember he’s four. And he’s your son — which means he knows how to provoke a reaction.
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June 20th, 2006 at 6:38 pm
My four-year-old Lucy and I have similar conversations — “Mommy is so pretty,” “Mommy smells good,” etc. Yesterday she hugged me around the waist and said, “oh Mommy, you’re so fat!”
I wish I had beautiful coffee instead.
June 20th, 2006 at 8:09 pm
Oh wow. Gotta leave it to the kids to say just the right thing, huh?
June 20th, 2006 at 8:12 pm
Um… would that be the collage that he just gave to me?
June 20th, 2006 at 8:30 pm
Ha! Yeah, he started out making it for Daddy and then he heard you were coming over and suddenly it was for you, Ani. Sorry, Daddy.
And as Ani pointed out… Oedipus complex much? Duh. Can’t believe I didn’t think of that. Yeah, Freud would probably have had a heyday with our conversation.