Good Morning to You, Too
Last week I was downstairs with 19mo Guppy, who had awakened early (pre-6am) per his usual. I heard 4yo Drake on the stairs, and called out good morning, and said I was glad to see him. He scowled at me, stomped down the stairs, ran up to me, then kicked me in the shin with his bare foot.
This is the kind of thing I think of when people, especially non-parents, get all gooshy and romantic about motherhood.
September 24th, 2007 at 2:38 pm
that is actually exactly the kind of thing i personally think about when the conversation (unfortunately) turns to talk about motherhood and how awesome it would be (for other people). but i don’t actually want kids so that’s probably why.