Yesterday, Bennett made me cry. He does this more often than he realizes, but yesterday? I cried right in front of him. He’d thrown a big fit right before naptime, and he told me that he wanted a different mom.
I know, I know, he’s only 3. He doesn’t know how much words can hurt someone. And he can’t possibly really mean what he said. But he did drag it out, crying when I told him that he can’t have a new mom, and when I said that he would probably miss Dad, Luke and Jack Henry, he said, “I don’t want them to go away…just a new you.” Ugh.
When Matt came home from work (I called him bawling about this mid-afternoon, during a rare nap from Bennett), he asked Ben what had happened. He didn’t want to tell him, so I said I would if he didn’t. I told Matt about our afternoon, and Matt said, “You don’t really want a new mommy. You already have the best.” Which was answered with vigorous head shaking by Bennett.
I joked, “There isn’t a Mommy store where you can just go pick out a new one!”
He then came over to me and wanted me to hold him, which I did and which prompted me to say, “See? You do love me,” which was again answered with a vigorous head shake.
He tearfully then said, “I want a new one without any.”
“A new mom without any other kids?”
“No. A new mom without any rules.”
So, if you’re a mom and you’re reading this, and you happen to not have any rules, I have a *delightful* 3 year old boy who would like to come live with you.
So far today, there’s been no mention of new moms. Of course, he’s not been in trouble yet today.