Annabel has totally come around to me. Gone are the days where Daddy was the king and I was chopped liver. She might prefer Daddy for some things (after all, he can pick her up and spin her around, something I can’t do at all these days), but she has been choosing me over him a lot lately. I am eating it up, because I know once the baby gets here, I will have to divide my attention. Also, I like to remind Mike all the time that I am the current favorite, nah nanny nah nah.
I was invited to a baby shower this past Saturday, and my little shadow Annie “helped” me get ready. She brushed my hair, told me which dress to wear, and even instructed me on which pair of shoes to wear. “Mama, you look so pretty for your party!” Then her face changed, and I knew what she was going to say but I couldn’t stop her. “Mama, can I go with you?” I explained to her that it was a Mama Party, and that it was for grown ups like Mama and her friends. She asked me who was going to be there, so I listed the names which, in retrospect, was a bad idea because she loves all of her “aunties.” She had a few more questions, but then she abruptly turned and ran away. The silent treatment.
I grabbed my purse and the shower gift, said goodbye to Mike, and walked to the front door…where I saw her looking almost exactly like this:
“MAMA! I want to go WITH you! PLEASE Mama! PLEASSSSSE!”
I told her all the fun things Daddy had planned. The park! A movie! But she was upset, and insisting on going with me.
I heard Mike come up behind me.
“Hey Annie. If you let Mommy leave, I’ll give you this Hershey Kiss.”
Annie peered around me. “Is that chocolate?”
Mike confirmed that it was.
“Bye, Mama!” And she ran off with her Hershey Kiss.
Ever since then Mike has reminded me that Hershey’s Kisses are, in fact, the current favorite. Nah nanny nah nah.
Oh my God!!! I was drinking my tea … ok, I’m lying, I was drinking a glass of Chardonney, and when I saw that photo I literally spit up my wine from laughing. Totally hilarious. I’m still laughing. Glad you got to go to the shower! Now you know that chocolate will always win over you!! Hey, can’t say I blame her, chocolate wins me over all the time! hahaha (still laughing)!
Love. This. Post.
Enjoy it when she is all about daddy. Mine is 5 and comes to me for everything right now. I was in the shower the other day, my husband in the kitchen and she came into the bathroom to ask me to get her some goldfish. I was like, seriously?? Your father is IN the kitchen, go and ask him. And last night, the same thing. Following me around for 3 hours, never once asking him for anything. Finally, I took her over to him and said Ava, this is daddy. Daddy this is Ava. Daddy lives in this house too and is your other parent. He CAN help you with things just like I can. And she still protested. I am flattered, but wanna lock myself in the bathroom. Or the garage, I’d have more places to hide there. Tonight, I will bring home some chocolate and have him give it to her. And then ruuunnn!!
There are times that I have to still sneak out of the house so that Mea doesn’t see me leave, and she is almost seven.
She is my shadow.
Bribery works every time ! : )
That’s so cute. It’ll all work out when Mr. Acrobat is here too. You and Mike are very much team players and you will balance it all out, and then again bribery works for Mike
Our little lady had a stomach virus this weekend, and she only wanted mommy. So I ended up cleaning up a pukey kid, leaving my husband to just clean up the straight barf, poor guy. Then he’d ask her to snuggle with him and she’d crawl over and into my lap. Even though he’s the nicer, more patient one.
For what it’s worth, I’m pretty sure my daughter loves any random cupcake more than either one of her parents, too.
She’s never used the l-word around her dad, only very clearly told me once (to my one million times of snuggling her up and telling her how much I love her), but she sees no problem marching through the doors singing “I love cupcakes! I love cupcakes” (hint: we didn’t even have any cupcakes that day, it’s just the mere thought that puts her in a great mood).
Yeah…I’m pretty sure most people are lower on the totem pole than sweets to most 3 year olds…I wouldn’t take it to hard.
(Says the woman who was crushed when she heard her niece respond “No” when asked if she wanted Auntie M to come read her her bedtime stories…hello! Tradition!!! I was soothed though by the fact that she was sick with a cough all night and I have insomnia so I took her outta her Gramma’s bed and into mine! Nah nanny nah nah! Of course, she would have thrown me over for chocolate if she had known where I hid it! LOL)
Annie may be fickle but she sure is adorable! That picture of her barring the door is awesome!!