I Love You Because……

all the reasons I love you………(pregnant pause).

‘Yes, you love me because………….’

‘you don’t fart in bed like Dad does.’

I asked my boys tonight why they love me. I was prepared for the, ‘because you’re my mum,’ response. I was not prepared for the answer I got instead.

After clutching at my sides for quite some time and then regaining my composure we got back to the question that was still hanging in the air (luckily nothing else was in the air).

Responses from Me First were:

‘We do cool stuff together like go to the playground and skate park.’

‘You make yummy bikkies.’

‘When I hurt myself you kiss me and make it all better.’

‘I love your cuddles. They make me feel safe and happy.’

Answers from Me Too were a little less defined but included:

‘You make yummy lunch.’

‘You play trucks with me.’

‘You love me.’

So what is one to glean from all of this? From a 5 and 2 y.old’s perspectives it seems that I am meeting their needs. We break bread together, not just biscuits. We play, laugh and learn together. They see love and they feel love. Is there anything else children of this age need? Perhaps I’m oversimplifying life but of bigger concern than that would be overcomplicating.

I love my kids. They’re unique and spirited children. They’ve got scars and bumps and are rarely scar-free. Their enthusiasm is contagious even if their energy is not. They put life in my years and grey hairs on my head. They amaze me, irritate me and leave me speechless. They give the best leg hugs and smooches in the business.

There’s nothing else I need from them. Do they need anything else from me?

What do your kids love about you? Perhaps ask them and see what they say. Witty, soppy and left-of-field are all valued here.

I love you just because.

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I Love You Crayola-ing

My love for you is like the whole carousel of Crayola colours.

Nothing beats Crayola if you ask me. The company has been around for over 100 years and is known the world over. They must have a Product Development Officer that is a mum.

There’s Changeables, Mini Stampers, Erasable Crayons, Twistable Crayons, Sidewalk Chalk, Dry Erase and so many more. They are versatile, fun, vibrant and quality products that are well and truly loved in our household.

Many a colouring in competition has been entered (and some won) after using a packet of these perfect drawing companions. Masterpieces have been procured and displayed on the fridge of fame. Hours of colouring, drawing, tracing, patterning and creating takes place here each week.

They are sunshine on a rainy day. They turn the ordinary into extraordinary. They bring imaginations to life on a page, wall, carpet, concrete, mirrors and even skin.crayola drawing art colouring coloring hues shades masterpiece

Yes, the humble Crayola gets put through its paces with my boy-o’s. My eldest attempted to be Picasso on one of the white walls in the loungeroom when he was younger. Not wanting to be outdone, my youngest has strived to surpass his brother in the making of colourful creations on any surface imaginable.

My love for them really comes into play when my desire for clean necessitates the removal of marks made on surfaces they’re not designed for. To date, I have not not been able to remove the innovative ink from anything. Sometimes all that’s needed is a wet cloth. On trickier items some orange oil and a little bit of elbow grease is required. Skin needs a good soaking in the bath and there you go. Job done.

The Crayola company is renowned for its range of products. My hope is to be renowned for my ability to show you I love you in as many ways as there are shades of crayons (if not more).

If you’ve found yourself with a Crayola conundrum I’d invite you to leave your mark below.

I love you and all the Crayola hues.

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I Love You Shadow

shadowYou are my shadow and I love you.

There’s only one small problem with that. You afford me little to no privacy. You’re never quiet and always in constant motion even if I’d like to stop just for a moment.

Shadowing is something I have had to get used to. It won’t last forever so I’ll remain grateful that you always show an interest in what I’m doing. Yes, even when I go to toilet and you rest your head on my lap.

I actually worry now when my shadow slips away from me. He is fast and ingenious knowing that the window of opportunity to create havoc is only open for a limited time. My shadow will try and sneak snacks from the cupboard, use scissors to cut something up into infinitesimal pieces or disappear without out a trace leaving me to comb the house and cajole him into rejoining me.

When night falls and it’s time to hit the hay, my shadow loves me making shadow puppets on the wall. The rabbit and the duck are favourites right now. As long as he doesn’t ask me to try and do a dinosaur we’ll be ok.

My shadow will eventually be content to cast his own shadow and that’ll leave me humming:

Me and my shadow
Strolling down the avenue
Oh, me and my shadow
Not a soul to tell our troubles to
And when it’s twelve o’clock we climb the stairs
We never knock ’cause nobody’s there
Just me and my shadow
All alone and feeling blue

I love my little shadow.

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