Whenever H and I are cross with each other (which, let's face it, happens), he always says to me, 'But I love you Momma. I just love you so much.' To which I reply, 'I love you, too, Angel. I just need you to [mind me, pick up your toys, take a shower, get dressed, insert action here]'. And when he says that and I reply that, both of our demeanors change and we're suddenly not cross anymore.
Friday night was our slumber party night. Basically, my only rule is, you have to watch the movie while laying in bed. Lay properly: head on pillow, legs under covers. Well, we were laying in my bed watching 'Toy Story' and suddenly, his head is at the foot of the bed and he's wallering all over the place, not really paying attention to the movie. I told him he had to lay in bed properly and pay attention, or I was going to turn it off. Before you know it, it's a battle of wills and the t.v. is turned off. No more movie. Just time to go to sleep. Then he's whining and crying for me to turn it back on, and I realized that when I replied, it got worse, or louder, or BOTH. So I quit. I just laid there and let him whine and fuss and before I knew it, he was done. Then he says, 'Hold me Momma. I just love you and need you to hold me.' *Melt* So I snuggled up next to him, wrapped my arm around him, kissed him on the forehead and he was asleep within two minutes.
I think he thinks if we're cross with each other, that I don't love him anymore. He needs to hear me say that I love him, or hold him, (especially when we're cross) to reassure him that I still love him. Maybe Paul McCartney is right... All you need is love.
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