So Henry is kind of a mamma's boy. I hear that this is pretty common among the Male Toddler Kingdom. I think that moms, somehow have super power until their son’s turn 13 and then they become no longer essential.
I have tried to fight his charms, but remain convinced that if we lined our borders with little boys who want “just one more story” with their bottom lips protruding and crocodile tears filling their eyes (but not spilling over,) we would have no war.
So tonight I put little man down to bed and we had our usual fairly unsettling Oedipus conversations of Henry wanting me to stay. WHY can’t I just get under the covers and cuddle for a minute, and he doesn’t like to sleep alone because it is too dark, when that doesn’t work he tries to convince me that “Blue” and “Green” his teddy bears, are going to run away because they are scared and then he will be so sad. The only argument that gave me pause was:
“But WHY can’t you sleep in here…I won’t snore.”
I was so tired tonight that I lay down and read stories to him, which launched into a conversation.
He turned to me with all sincerity and said:
“I want to turn into a turtle...then a germ”
“Did you say Germ?”
“Yeah the ones you get on your hands and then get a cold.”
I swear, I never know what that boy is thinking…but one thing is for sure…I did not stay for the “just 2 more minutes” !