Jack,
Yesterday you were putting together a little potato head and put the mouth in upside down. You looked at it and considered it for a minute. The following conversation followed:
“Mommy. Tator Tot saaaaaad.”
“Is Tator Tot sad? Why is he sad?”
“Tator Tot got boo-boo.”
“Where?”
“Hee-yo.” (point indicates on the toe of his foot)
(I lean over and kiss it) *MMMMWAAH*
“There! All better!”
“Mommy. Tator Tot saaaaad.”
“Tator Tot is still sad?”
“yes”
(I’m out of ideas so I wait for you to come up with one.)
“Tator Tot needs Mommy.”
“Does Tator Tot need his Mommy?”
“yes”
“Okay. Let’s find his Mommy!”
(You assemble a Potato Head with a light saber from the Darth Tator and a gross arm hanging off the end of it for Mommy Tator’s nose. Mommy Tator is given to me and I have her hug Tator Tot.)
“Tator Tot saaaaaad.”
(I look at the clock and see it’s naptime. Coincidence? I think not….)
“I think Tator Tot is tired. Let’s put Tator Tot and Mommy Tator down for a nap together and I bet they are all better after naptime.”
(You set them up on the sofa pillow and bunch a blanket around them and we head up to bed)
Can’t you see the caring concern in the eyes of Mommy Tator?It was only then that I realized the issue was the mouth in upside down so while you were sleeping….. *flip*!And when you woke up, Tator Tot was happy again. Naps DO help afterall! Let’s have that be the lesson of all this, okay?
Love,
Mommy
These are letters to Jack, my son, and my daughter, Audrey. You have given me the gift of motherhood. This is just a little gift back. I want to share my experiences with you of your childhood from my perspective of watching you grow - of being your Mom.
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