Confession #9 I love my child

I am hitting that age where my baby is no longer a baby. It's that moment when the innocence is not so innocence. I was a handful so I knew that he was going to be a handful so don't get me wrong I knew what I was getting into.... However there are those moments the once that you can't believe your actually living or your waiting for the guys with cameras to come out because it just that far out there.... That's the moment I was having today. My lovely toddler woke up pissed at the world ....he was screaming kicking "I want a banana ( which really sounds like nana) " he screams over and over again. I very calmly said mommy will get you one after we get dressed for day care. That was my first mistake right there. "No daycare I want grandma!" He bellowed through the house. Finally have a wrestling match between us ... I won being bigger and more knowledgable .... We come down and I peal the banana and give it to him expecting a sweet innocent thank you mom..... Wrong I guess we have to peal our own bananas these days because there went the screaming stomping and yelling out the door with banana in hand we went. We get buckled in our seats somewhat composed to five minutes into our ten minute drive to daycare banana thrown from the back seat of the car to the front not once not twice but three different parts of this banana thrown at me. I always wanted to be a stay at home mom ... Thankfully this day I was happy to go to work!