Wot So Funee: Love is Fickle
We try to make it a habit in our house to say “love you” to Meg and Eli as often as possible, especially at bedtime and there’s no greater feeling than the first time they say it back to you, especially if it’s unprompted.
Meg being the age that she is however, we do often find she’s a bit fickle with her affections as she demonstrated quite nicely the other night:
Daddy (putting Meg to bed): “Goodnight Meg, I love you lots and lots.”
Meg: “Goodnight Daddy, I love Mummy.”
About half an hour later when Daddy was helping Meg use the toilet.
Daddy: “I love you Meg, do you love Daddy?”
Meg: “Yes! *Pause* But not when you smack me on the bottom”
Daddy: “Meg, I’ve never done that”
Meg: “A long time ago, when I was 2. Was it last week? *thinks hard* No, yesterday”
Now not only is that a total fabrication as we have never smacked our children (we prefer to use long hard, probably ineffectual, warning stares), but Meg is almost 4 so how on earth she thinks it was last week is beyond me!