Guess How Much I Love You?

If you have a little one, you might have read this book.  It is a darling little story where a daddy and baby rabbit are trying to to win the “No, I love you more!” contest.  Big Nutbrown Hare keeps out-doing Little Nutbrown Hair because he can reach higher, stretch his arms out wider, and jump higher.  But Little Nutbrown Hair keep persisting to prove that he loves his daddy more.  Until eventually he gets all worn out and falls asleep.  Just precious.  Well, the other day at the trift store I found a giant collectors edition of this book.  It was in perfect condition, and I got it for 66 cents!  I spent days envisioning this as the theme for my next baby’s nursery.  Yes, I’m referring to the baby that is not in existence yet.  I was going to display this oversized book on a wall shelf and take it from there.  I had it in the sitting area of the kitchen for a few days and Stu said at one point, “you need to put that somewhere safe”.  That was mere hours before this happened:

My love for my son never ever wanes.  But at this moment, love was not the emotion overwhelming me.  He was so proud of his creation.  Obviously a time-out was involved and he was a little more sorry after that, because we do have rules about what you can, and can’t, color on.  It has taken a couple of weeks for me to decide that this is just one of those funny moments in life, although I knew my mom thought it was immediately.

Mom, I hope you feel like you’re getting some retribution for all of those beautiful paintings you created that have little chubby fingerprints in them.

*edited later, because I wanted to make Mom’s response a part of the story:

“My first response was full out laughing but you know….where are all those “prized” paintings now? They are stuck away in closests or whatever. All that energy to protect my paintings instead of hugging those little hands that were interested enough to touch… now feels like a huge waste. They grow up so fast. Hug that little artist and give him some more paper to create his own masterpieces. I love you guys so much!”

Oh Mom, well put.  I needed that.  I love you.  You can hug my big hands next time I see you.

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  1. My first response was full out laughing but you know….where are all those “prized” paintings now? They are stuck away in closests or whatever. All that energy to protect my paintings instead of hugging those little hands that were interested enough to touch… now feels like a huge waste. They grow up so fast. Hug that little artist and give him some more paper to create his own masterpieces. I love you guys so much!

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