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January 30, 2006
Wanna Play Mom? Wanna Play Mom? Wanna Play Mom?
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Lately there has been much talk about having second children. For a variety of reasons, this isn't happening for us at the moment. However, this hasn't stopped the talk, suggestion, pointing and round belly rubbing while singing lullabies under your breath.... ARGH!

This evening I think I finally clued in on why my mother will spontaneously blurt out, "He needs a sibling" while on the island for a visit. I took me long enough. I get it, Mother.

I. am. his. sibling.

Of course, I'm also the bad-cop, the Mommy, the Mom and the parent with nipples that are entertaining tickle/play toys. Nevertheless, there was a distinct feeling tonight as we soared through the air with our magnetic airplanes, that I am also his playmate. In fact, the other night he told me I was his best-friend - along with a string of other kids who are willing to humour his tyranny of fun.

Those with younger toddlers may think this is cute, beautiful and a time to be treasured. Although I have never really been one to call a gift-horse in the mouth when it comes to my "perfect angel", the role as the sole playmate to this three year old is HARD. I'm sure I'll look back on this time as cute, beautiful and treasured in my "later" years but, he brings out the seriously deranged dork-nut in me and do you know how difficult that is to turn off?

Poor D. He's living with two children.

Posted by Ada
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Well, this will last till he is four, five... then there will be "friends" and the "outer" world. That was (is) a relief for me. I was so tired of being the "main" character in my daughter's life... and then today she comes to me and announces that "one day I will go to a different country, and leave you all alone". Hmmm.

Posted by: Z. @ 01.31.2006 9:56 AM | #

i think he's a very lucky boy to have such a fun mom! (and dad!)
let me know when you have a weekend we can get together. we'll wind Franklin and Erika up and set them down and see what happens!

Posted by: Andrea @ 01.31.2006 11:17 AM | #

although, just to add...

no malls!! lol...erika says there are no dogs allowed at the mall ...or boys!! (this was in reference to the sign at the mall that said no dogs on the door)...the no boys was her rule!

Posted by: Andrea @ 01.31.2006 11:20 AM | #

Found your site via Blogher. :) Just pat yourself on the back for being such a fun mom, for once you have a second one, you won't have time to roll around the floor.

Posted by: Helene @ 02.01.2006 8:21 AM | #

So true- Toddler Playmate is one tough gig. They don't let you get away with doing it half assed either, you have to throw yourself totally into it. Exhausting!

Posted by: Eve @ 02.01.2006 12:29 PM | #


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