It should be obvious by now that I’m pretty smitten with the younger man in my life. We have what I would call a normal mother/son relationship–whatever that means.
He adores me like no other person on the planet. And I’m totally OK with that. He will, at any given moment in the day, come up to me and look me in the face and say, “Mommy, you’re very pretty.”
I smile at him, pat his head and say, “I like you. YOU can stay.”
He wraps his arms around my legs and squeezes me as tight as he can and says, “Thanks. You’re the best.”
God, I could go on like this forever.
Anyway, our relationship has Tommy worried at times. He feels like maybe I could be a little less doting and a lot more drill sergeant-y. I think he’s just jealous. I mean, have you *seen* how much Ethan loves me?
The other day the three of us were sitting at the kitchen table. Tommy watched as I lovingly smooched Ethan’s cheeks while he said to me over and over again, “I love you Mommy, I love you so much.” I think I actually cooed.
Side note: It might be getting a little out of hand. If he wasn’t 4 AND my son I would think we were dating. Which is weird because I’m not even attracted to short men.
So, as Tommy sits there and watches this very public display of affection, he chooses this time to once again bring up the fact that I am shaping this little boy’s life and how I interact with him will have the most impact on his entire adulthood. (No pressure or anything)
I looked at Tommy and said, “So you’re saying I *shouldn’t* be spoon feeding him Cheerios right now?”
He sighed. “Yes. That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
Just then Ethan looked over at him and said, “Daddy, I *got* this.”
Turns out I’m being played by a four year old.
Yep, I think he’s going to be just fine. Don’t you?
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Oh that eman! He never ceases to amaze me!! 4 year old little men are the best! Trust me, I know!:)
Well, you'll know who to blame when he's still living in your basement in 40 years. Not that I don't want MY boys to live in my basement in 40 years, because I totally do.
You're so lucky to have a son that sits still long enough for affection. Or Cheerios. My son didn't sit still until his teenage years, when it would have been kinda inappropriate for him to sit on my lap.
Ethan sounds like a sweetheart, so I think you're doing something right.
I need to gets tips from your boy.
What a foxy little boy.
I got this.
Love it.
Sounds like a total stud and future lady killer. Nice work. *gives high five*
Thank you for not posting another tear jerker. I needed to laugh today. Although, I totally loved your story yesterday. xo
Kids are smarter then we give them credit for. Sounds like he has you wrapped around his finger. Good luck when it's time for him to find a wife, you've set some pretty high standards.
I have one of those. A four year old little man, whose love for me knows no bounds. I even like his grubby little hands on my cheeks, when their recent wanderings is questionable.
And when the boy drops his drawers to use the toilet, his white little rear hanging out for all to see? I'm concerned for how cute I think it is, considering that doing that in a public restroom is considered fairly inappropriate.
I'm glad to know I'm not the only one.
Maybe he'll grow up to be an affectionate man. Or very effeminate. Loving regardless, so you're probably good.
I feel ya lady! My 6 yr old can win me over anyday. Keep smothering and "spoon feeding". He'll be fine and it's good for your soul!
Not to join the chorus, but my hub is concerned (read: jealous) over me and our little man too. It's not just that he's a boy (we have Jack), or that he's super-affectionate and sweet (we have Ella), but Adam worships me. And it's pretty awesome.
SO adorable! And I have it x2. My boys are 5 and 6 and think I'm the "best mom ever!" <–just said this morning, thank you very much! And I am soaking it up because I have a feeling that somewhere along the way they might figure out the truth!
It's amazing how quickly they learn. My nephew was flirting with waitresses from the age of 2. He had big blue eyes and dimples.
They were putty in his hands.
Just once in my life, I want to have a woman spoon feed me cheerios. Play on, playa.
Super-loving four-year-old boys are the best… remember these times before he develops his super-fresh mouth and goes from "lover" to "punk". He's your last, right? Enjoy the shit out of him. May your love last forever!!