A Guest Post by C.A. Kendrick
“No,” I repeat, using my best I’m-in-charge voice as I stare into the defiant face of my three year old son. “Absolutely not.”
He glares. I struggle to keep from smiling when he starts growling at me. “I don’t like you, Mommy!” he declares as he stomps from the room.
Fifteen minutes later we’re snuggling on the couch reading books together. Devoid of any self-consciousness – as only small children are – he throws his arms around my neck and says, “You’re my favorite mommy in the whole world!” Kisses are exchanged. Read more »