Evan has been fixated on whether or not I 'always' love him. We read "Love You Forever" a couple of nights ago, and that seems to be when it started. We've read this book probably a hundred times before, so not sure why he's suddenly concerned, but he is. So every night we have a conversation that goes something like this:
E: Mommy, do you always love me?
M: Of course. Daddy and I love you all the time?
E: But not when I do bad things.
M: I'm not happy when you do bad things, but I still love you. I would love you AND be happy if you didn't do bad things.
E (laughing): Oh, ok.
And then, just to make sure I'm not lying, he jumps on the bed or something else he's not allowed to do, just to make sure I still love him. I resist the urge to get angry at him, and tuck him back into bed before going downstairs and pouring a much-needed glass of wine.