Mommy, Bean and Goobs have just returned home from the garden store. They are outside ready to plant some new vegetables in the garden. Mommy is changing Bean's shoes while he is sitting in the back of the van.
Mommy: (Taking off Bean's socks and rolling up his pants, she looks at his little leg and leans over and gives it a kiss) "I love your little legs."
Bean: "How come Mommy."
Mommy: "Because I just love everything about you Bean."
Bean: (Leans over and gives Mommy a hug. A real hug full of real affection.) "Oh Mommy. I love you."
Mommy takes this moment and files it away in her memory. Her little three year old has just shown genuine affection and has appreciated the affection she just gave him. Despite it all, the craziness, the sleeplessness, the whining and all, he is a sweet little boy and she thinks that maybe, just maybe she is doing something right. He is a little boy that knows how to love and he must have learned that from somewhere.
Bean jumps down from the back of the van. Mommy starts getting the plants out of the back. She is feeling all warm and wonderful from her little moment with Bean. She turns around to ask Bean if he wants to help her with the planting and there he stands. The garden hose in hand. Cocked and ready to fire. Seconds later Mommy isn't feeling so warm and fuzzy. She is feeling more cold and wet from the dousing her sweet, kind, loving three year old just gave her with the hose.
Ah Motherhood. They love you one minute and then they spray you with the garden hose.