Was just in the john with P while he was doing Number 2. He says, “Mommy, I love you!” I ask him, “I love you too, baby, but why do you sometimes make Mommy sad and mad?” (As you can see, we had just settled an issue.)
P: I love you anyway, Mommy.
Me: Oh, okay, I love you too.
P: I love you even when you’re bad.
Me: (thinking, ABA!) Oh, P, I love you too, even when you’re naughty, but I’m sure you want Mommy to be happy so you’ll try not to be naughty, okay?
P: Okay, Mommy! I love K too…and I love him when he’s bad. I’ll help you punish him when he’s bad, okay, Mommy?
At this point, I had to swallow that bubble of laughter coming up. Hahahaha!
My funny Kuya!