A Mother Never Forgets

Every morning, before I leave for work, I stop in Isabella’s room to give her a good-bye kiss and hug, wishing her a great day and telling her how much I’ll miss her. She always asks me to pick her up and she hugs me. She never wants me to leave. I love that tradition we have.

But none of that happened this morning.

She was up a little earlier than usual, cutting in to CJ’s shower time. So in order to still sneak in a quick washing, he set up the portable DVD player in her room with Elmo’s World on it. He didn’t start it though, just left it on the menu screen so that I could start it after saying my good-byes.

I went in and the first thing she said was “Elmo’s on mommy!” Oh goodie.

I asked her for a kiss and she said “NOOOOO!!!” and ran to the opposite side of the crib. I walked to that side and asked for a hug. “NOOOOO!!” and she ran away again.

Fine. I asked if she wanted Elmo and she exclaimed, “OK!” So I pushed play and then leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek, at which point she batted me away.

WTF?! I’ve been replaced by a little red monster who can only refer to himself in the third person!

No worries. I’ll remember this the first time she asks to borrow the car, stay out late, go on a date, needs some money or wants to buy that really cute pair of jeans. I’ll look at her, scream “NOOOOO!!” and run to the opposite side of the room.

Because believe you me, I have the memory of an elephant (just ask CJ) and I’m not afraid to use it!

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