Conversation with Connor at lunch the other day:
Connor: (out of the blue) Mom, why are you always telling me what to do? Why?
Me: Because I'm your Mom. That's my job.
Connor: No, it's not. Your job is to go to work downtown. That's your job.
Me: No, I don't have that job anymore. Now my job is to be your Mom.
Connor: (pauses) That's OK if you tell me what to do sometimes. That's OK.
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Awww, what a sweet little boy you have! He loves his mommy! A good conversation to remember when you are having one of those days! I know for me, it's the little things like this that keep me going and make it all worth it! So, so sweet!
ReplyDeleteout of the mouths of babes.........have a GREAT holiday!
ReplyDeleteI didn't get to call you last weekend with the travels to Dallas for work. I will be calling you this weekend. If it's not a good time when I call - just give me a buzz back. We need to catch up. In the meantime, I'm sending lots of hugs your way.
ReplyDeleteSo cute. I'm glad he's giving you permission to tell him what to do sometimes!
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