Kids are soooo great for the ego. I remember one morning when Booger Bear was watching me get ready for work. He was staring up at me with questioning wide eyes as I straightened my hair. "This makes Mimi look pretty!" I say. Booger smiled and sighed "Oh, yeah... Pretty! Yeah..." He watched as I put on my makeup, and again said, "Oh, yeah... Pretty!" Just as I was about to declare to the world that I had the sweetest child on the planet, he proceeded to rub my leg and shouted, "PUPPY!!!" F'real, kid?
You know, now that I think about it, I can probably name ten "F'real, kid?" moments for every one ego-boosting compliment that the children in my life have given me. Even Little Miss who was pretty much non-verbal had her own unique way of tormenting me. She would sit in my lap and play Connect the Dots with my freckles. She also must have taken lessons from her predecessor as she was known to rub my in-need-of-a-shave legs and burst into hysterical laughter.
Just last week, Butterfly sat in my lap for an hour trying to remove the small mole that I have on my neck with her fingers. She eventually stopped when Pooper became enthralled with my double chin, and practically pushed her off my lap so he could climb up and grab hold. I think I still have his fingernail marks indented into my neck. And all of this grief is just from the toddlers!!!
It gets even worse when they actually start conversing!!! Now that Buddy and Ka-Diva have hit the oh-so-grown-up age of 7-years-old, there is no limit to the wonderful ego-boosting (or not) comments that come out of their mouths. Christy told a story a little while back about a dinner conversation that she had with the big twins. "
Yep... Kids are just great for the ego! It's a good thing they're cute! :-)