I can't help but kind of love this whole Oedipus-complex stage. It's probably part egotistical on my part really, but I still love it. Yesterday I had picked D up from school and we were on our way on post when he started talking about ages. (Ugh) He started out saying that R would be 28. So I asked how old I am and how old I would be on my next birthday. He of course answered correctly. My response, well what else?! "Ugh TWENTY-FIVE!!! Mommy is getting so old" to which my wonderful little boy responded "I don't think you are old. You are still beautiful!" Ah. I'm pretty sure most grown men could use some tips from this boy. They would def get in less "trouble" from their wives. Hehe
And don't think E is excluded from this stage; nope. Electra is running rampant as well. We even had a fake argument the other day! She said that she intended to marry her Godfather. But after explaining several times that he is already engaged (but it would be just kind of weird) she finally decided she would just marry her daddy, to which I responded "Oh no, he is My man." Head weaving and snapping and all. So we bickered back and forth for a minute about who's man he actually was until we finally called the man himself to find out. It was great fun!! Especially since I can trigger it in her at will. Ahh. The joys of motherhood. :)
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