He Loves That

I decided that life would be simpler if I lived by my 2 year old's philosophy. He either "loves that" or "hates that". There's never any confusion. No, "hmmm, maybe it's okay", or "well, I guess, but I'm not really sure".


Do you want to go to the park?
"Yes! I loves that!"

Should we go home and clean the house?
"No! I hates that".

Ahhh. The joys of being 2.

He ate 2 chocolate glazed doughnuts this morning and licked part of his sister's (there again, you can get away with a lot when you are 2).  He didn't worry whether his jeans would fit tomorrow. He didn't feel guilty that there are starving children in Africa with no doughnuts. He didn't mentally make sure we could afford the doughnuts, and decide to get the day old ones instead of fresh. It was simple. He loves doughnuts.  He ate doughnuts.

Of course I realize that as he grows older he will have to learn about consequences and balance. I hope we train him so that he will "loves" God and "hates" sin.  But for now I'm just rejoicing in the simple things he "loves"- like his brothers and sisters, Daddy and I, cars, playing outside, baths, cuddling, hot chocolate, and bedtime kisses. Someday he might not "loves" those things anymore.

So today, I'm spending as much time playing and cuddling the little knucklehead as I possibly can, because I'm his mommy, and I loves him too.