Last week I was sitting at my really pretty new counters planning our camping trip.
The Pirate sat quietly across from me. The girls would be yakking their mouths and filling up the quiet but The Pirate looked out the windows and ate an apple. I was secretly watching him be himself.
After a minute he said, "Mom?"Yes?
"I love you."
Ah shucks. That was nice to hear.
Frankly the only time The Pixie confesses her love is right after I've let her have it for being naughty. Then she will bat her eyes and chime happily, "Love you mommeee". Good grief.)
The Pirate chewed a while.
"Mom?"
Yes?
"Even when I am screaming and in time out, I still love you."
That's what he's pondering? Smart kid.
So I said, "Little man?"
Yes mom?
"Even when I am angry and grumpy I still love you."
He nodded...we've reached an understanding.