Another Sean-ism (from Feb. 14th, 2008)

Getting the boys ready for bed, I like to play the game: WHO LOVES YOU MORE? Usually, I end this saying that I love them way more than they love me. Tonight, Valentines Day night, 2008, my Sean and I have yet another (I think) amusing small conversation. I should mention that Sean has a 'girlfriend' at school who's name is Kiera (last name unknown). He loves her....he really does. His little eyes light up when he talks about her. He's made a special Valentine for her, etc. She's a lucky girl.

So, I'm tucking Sean into bed. I pull the covers up around his shoulders and begin nuzzling his neck which inevitably gets him giggling ... THE best sound in the world! Then I start the game...

'Who loves you most?', I ask while nuzzling him and he's giggling.
'YOU!!!', he says thru giggles.
'Yer right I do!!'
'I love you as much as you love me!', says my sweet baby
'Impossibl-bl-bl-ble', says I.

Then to mix it up, I say to him: 'Mummy's your best girl, right?'
'Right'
'And I'm gonna be your best girl forever, right? Even better than Kiera!'
.............*silence*......................
'Well, Mummy!....I can't marry you!'
I laugh; 'Why not?'
With this, my little man looks at me very seriously and says: 'You'd have to dump Daddy!'

I laugh...........and laugh................and laugh!

Then he says to me: 'I can't marry you anyway...sons don't marry their MOTHERS!!!!!!!!'

He's on to me! The illusion is dead with him now. I may be 'beautiful and shiny' but I fear, like the wicked Queen, that I am no longer the 'fairest in the land'

*sniff*

*note: all entries from this date to present date (Sept. 8/09) were brought over from my facebook...in case there was any confusion. :)