This is the word that plagues me these days. I've decided that on average (waking hours) I hear this word at least once every 30 seconds, maybe more often. I now have two darling voices chanting at me, mom-mie, mom-mie, all of the time. It's making me a wee bit insane. Yesterday Jason reminded me that there was a time that I longed for this, and that made me think that there will probably be a day when I miss it, but today is not that day, and I don't think tomorrow will be either.
I've come up with different responses, sometimes I'm chipper, sometimes loving, sometimes helpful, sometimes not. When it's not, Payton responds with "I love you" in her sugary sweet voice, just right to make me feel terrible. And then she says again, mom-mie? Really kid?
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