Over the past year, I have been declared so by T: 'You're a bad mother!' and after receiving my unblinking glare, it has changed to: 'No, no, you are a GOOD mother...SWEEET mother!'. Other times, there have been a disgusted 'ARE you a mother?'
None of these I really care for, I have to say, coming from this little five year old. Now five and a half.
Today, she tells me, "Ma, don't think I am wrong..."
I said "Mmmm...?"
T continued in unwavering earnestness, "But I think you are the perfect mother for me!"
Way to go.
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