Dear Sons,
Oh how I love you! Whenever I see your faces, my heart is gripped with a surge of love - springing forth and multiplying to even greater amounts than before....and I learn a little more each day what it is to truly love someone!
I love you both for a multitude of reasons. Your laughs. Your smiles. Your unique personalities! But now, let me reiterate the ongoing discussion we've been having this morning.
I love you. It's my job to teach you. And I would be very remiss and a poor mother indeed, if I did not teach you responsibility and help you improve yourself through carefully selected character building experiences (aka...chores).
So let me once reiterate...how much I love you and remind you once again...
I am your mother - not your maid!
The legos you dump out on the floor....while cute when you do with an expression of impish delight...YOU will need to pick up. Not me. I will gladly help and guide you through the process...but if I hear one more time that "that's your job" I may go on strike!
I love you both so very much....and I look forward to the day...that I laugh at this post...because you've learned the responsibilities your father and I are trying to teach you. :)
I am and will ever be grateful to be,
Your loving Mother
Oh how I love you! Whenever I see your faces, my heart is gripped with a surge of love - springing forth and multiplying to even greater amounts than before....and I learn a little more each day what it is to truly love someone!
I love you both for a multitude of reasons. Your laughs. Your smiles. Your unique personalities! But now, let me reiterate the ongoing discussion we've been having this morning.
I love you. It's my job to teach you. And I would be very remiss and a poor mother indeed, if I did not teach you responsibility and help you improve yourself through carefully selected character building experiences (aka...chores).
So let me once reiterate...how much I love you and remind you once again...
I am your mother - not your maid!
The legos you dump out on the floor....while cute when you do with an expression of impish delight...YOU will need to pick up. Not me. I will gladly help and guide you through the process...but if I hear one more time that "that's your job" I may go on strike!
I love you both so very much....and I look forward to the day...that I laugh at this post...because you've learned the responsibilities your father and I are trying to teach you. :)
I am and will ever be grateful to be,
Your loving Mother
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