September 10, 2010
Lewis has a preferred parent.
There is no secret in this house that Ben is Lewis' preferred parent. Why, just today Lewis thought Ben was going to take him on errands but when he realized it was really going to be me he was sulky. And when I neared the car he looked at me with his pouty face and then angrily turned away. Yesterday, when Lewis woke up from his nap, he came to the top of the stairs and called for Papa. I answered back that Papa had gone to work. "No gone to work, Mama!" I started walking to the stairs and asked if there was anything I could do for him. He bolted to his room saying, "I close the door!" and SLAMMED the door behind him! He came out several minutes later and this time said, "Make a marble toy uh-me, Mama." Peace was made. But not before he'd made that firm statement of protest about Papa being gone. I am NOT the preferred parent and he wanted to make sure I knew it!