"Mommy, I'm hungry."
"Mommy, I'm thirsty."
"Mommy, I need to go potty."
"Mommy, I heard a noise."
After the first four, he has me so amped up that I'm ready to throw something
Then, as I settle back onto the couch and put my freshly poured Coke to my lips, he's at it again. I huff and I puff like I'm going to blow the house down, but before I stand up my little guy says...
"Mommy, I just wanted to say I love you."
I love you too, you little emotional manipulator.
Does your kid drive you toward the brink of insanity only to melt your heart a moment later? Feel free to share :)