Tell your child, "I'm so glad you're my son".
At about 7am this morning I am getting ready to leave for work. I hear Jasen in his room clicking something (sounds like a pen). I go in and ask him what he's doing. He smirks and says "noooothingggg...". He likes to mess with me, especially early in the morning. We joke around and I try to get him to show me what he has, but he holds it tight behind his back.
This is the point where I give up. I'm sure he's not smoking crack or something, so I'm pretty much ok with whatever he's clicking. I still don't know what it was.
When Jasen stops giggling, I take the opportunity before I leave to tell him how happy I am that he's my son. He sarcastically says "no you're not". Then he laughs and runs to the bathroom. I laugh, call him a weirdo, tell him I love him and to have a good day. He yells back that he loves me and hopes I have a good day too.
I wish I had a more heartfelt story to share for today's mom challenge, but it is what it is. And then again, I really don't wish there was any other story. :)
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