Mother-lovin'

My sons are my pride and joy. I adore them both for different reasons. I have actually spent time thinking about which one I love more and I cannot come up with an answer. I do this because I am such a healthy, well adjusted person. Well as of last night I decided which one I like more. Greyson.

Yesterday I took the boys to school and Tony was to pick up because I had a meeting. This was out of their normal routine but I really didn't think they would notice. I finished my meeting early so being the perfect wife I am (aka, paying in so I can collect later), I called Tony and I picked up the boys.

Just imagine, a happy mommy getting to see her precious children early! I was so excited. I walked into Preston's room and he didn't even get up. He looked at me and very seriously said "Where is my Daddy?". WTH kid? I told him Daddy would see him at home and I was happy to see him. Still sitting there he said "I want my Daddy". Whatever, I can win this. I told him he could pick dinner, he wanted to go have pizza at NY Pizza (best. place. ever.). I said yes! (surely he will love me more) His response...."Will my Daddy be there?" I just gritted my teeth and envisioned myself pushing him or at least kicking him in the shin.
This is not fair at all! I did all the work. I grew their kidneys, appendages, and all chambers of their hearts but I get nothing in return. If it weren't for me they would still be little souls waiting for a home. But they want Daddy. Really?

Hours pass.

Okay, now that I got that out I can be grown up enought to admit I still don't have a favorite. But when did my baby boy become Daddy's buddy? I guess it speaks to one thing, these boys have an awesome Dad! It actually makes me proud. :) But I will have you know, when Daddy put him in timeout this morning he screamed for Mommy. Win! Those who grow the organs always win in my house.