My Kryptonite
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It's shocking how effective her methods are. I have found myself out of commission for a quarter of an hour while she bear hugs me rather than bend to my will. Don't want a diaper change? Give Hollywood a hug. Don't want to put on clean clothes? Easy. Just grab onto mom's shoulders and hug away. Pixie is smart. She quickly ascertained that I have zero tolerance for fussing, fuming and squealing so she went to opposite route and smothers me with affection when she gets in a tight spot. I eat it up. What else can I do?
Even if I do someday overcome the overwhelming power of her hugs, I'm sure she'll find my other weaknesses. Unlike Superman, I have many. She'll realize that when she meows like a cat I melt. One of these days she'll discover my weakness for foot massages. Oh, to seal my heart! But I fear I'm going to be one of those sucker moms that actually likes their kids more than they like discipline. Darn this motherly affection!
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