Saturday, August 29, 2009
Max does NOT love me.
Not only will he no longer tell me that he loves me, but now when I tell him that I love him, he says, "Um..think so I'm gonna die. Think so."
I'm not entirely sure what that means, but he says "think so" a lot and it's cute.
This is what his indifference to me really means:
In the middle of the night...he wants daddy.
When he poops in his Transformers© underwear, he wants daddy to clean it up.
He wants daddy to get him breakfast.
He wants daddy to get him dressed and tie his shoes.
When he is tired of walking down the aisles at the grocery store or while we are on a walk...he ONLY wants daddy to carry him.
Of course it also means that when Joey is away at school he is an very unhappy boy.
Now I just need to figure out how to turn Gwen to the dark side of daddy-only lovers.