And don’t let the door hit you on your way out!
I knew that the time Chiara thought her mom was top-dog would be short-lived, but I never expected how short. Ever since Tom and Aunt Suzanne left for the airport on Sunday evening, Chiara has been trying to kick me out.
As we walked Dad and Aunt Suzanne to the door to say good bye, Chiara literally pushed me out the door, too. “Bye-bye, Mommy!” And then, when I didn’t step out, “Leave, Mommy!”
I thought perhaps it was a fluke, since the three of us went out to dinner the night before, leaving Chiara behind with Becca. Yet on Monday morning when Becca and Eleonor left for school, Chiara once again tried kicking me out of the house. And then again this morning, at music class, Chiara demanded, “Mommy leave,” as she ran back inside the house of the music instructor.
So it seems I have already lost my status as mommy dearest. Let’s hope that when we take off for spring break, she is still so anxious to see her mommy leave.
Chiara elated to see her mommy leaving.
February 2nd, 2010 at 10:42 pm
But the first time she is hurt or sad, you will be her direct line for sympathy and wanting a hug. You have not been shut out.
February 3rd, 2010 at 9:12 am
Sounds like a very well adjusted young lady to me! I’m hoping she’s still okay with mommy be gone come Spring Break, as well… for my sake!
Love, Gram/Mom
February 3rd, 2010 at 4:41 pm
Two things…
1. Wow is Chiara growing! She looks like a different girl and I’m amazed how much of Amy and Tom I can see in her – no offense Tom, but Chiara’s so cute… and well, I typically don’t put “Tom” and “Cute” in the same sentence.
2. The next family get-together just can’t come soon enough – I need to teach little Chiara how to lock doors! What can I say, I just want to be a great uncle!
Ok, 3 things….
3. I love you guys!
-Ryan
February 3rd, 2010 at 10:22 pm
Don’t worry, Amy! It ebbs and flows, like everything else. Case in point, today I was a parent helper for Mary’s field trip, and she stuck to me like glue. She was so delighted to have her mom accompany her on the adventure!
However, does it really surprise you that *you* have a child with an independent streak? Nah…
May 1st, 2010 at 10:09 pm
Oh my gosh, she looks so much like you Amy, so pretty! As you well know, it’s six of one, half dozen of the other. Sean did not voluntarily go more than five feet away from me until he was three years old. By that time I felt smothered. Little brother Corbin is much more independent and tends to choose a parent of the day, greeting any overtures with “I DON”T WANT YOU!”. Reminders that such words and tone of voice are rude set off screams, likely similar to those you heard at the library.