
It's Macy's favorite game.
As I'm tucking the blankets all around her at night I ask for a kiss. She smiles and turns her head to the side. So I say "hey, do you love Mommy?" Then she really smirks as she thinks about it for a second and replies "Mo." I shriek "what? Yes you do!" This of course is followed by tickles and fits of laughter.
Then she prompts me for more by saying "Daddy." So I ask "do you love Daddy?" More tickles and more laughing ensues as we make our way down the list of everyone in our family, including the cat. Depending on how tired I am we sometimes even go as far as Dora and Boots.
It's one of the games I never get tired of playing with her, because we always end with "I love yous."
This morning I sat at the computer reading blogs and eating grapefruit. The first half was delicious and easy to scoop out, but the second half was like a defiant two year old. No matter what I did, those little sections just did not want to come out. I've never been so annoyed at a piece of fruit.
Half way through the second half I put my spoon down and thought "It's not worth it." I wanted to get up and throw it away, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. It just seemed so wasteful. So there it sat.
Moments later Macy came walking over and without any warning, picked up that half of my grapefruit and headed off into the kitchen. When I questioned her about what she was doing, she mumbled out something that I thought sounded like "throw it away." When I asked if that was in fact her intention she just nodded her little head yes and kept on her course.
I made some small attempt to protest, but didn't bother to get up out of my chair. Then, she dropped that grapefruit right in the trash and turned around with a huge smile of satisfaction.
That is LOVE!