Sitting pretty

It feels good to be on top, and by on top I mean the favorite parent. This post was actually written in January, discussing my sadness about being ignored by Alex. It went something like this...woe is me. Why won't he laugh at my jokes? When I mimic the same thing dad does I get no response! Why does he only want me to put him to sleep and feed him? How did I fall from his heart?

 In the end I was too distraught to even voice my complaints. My son thought that I was lame, and I didn't want anyone to know, the publish button was never pressed. BUT now I am sitting pretty on the favorite throne. Mr. Patrick and I made a bet six years ago about this same scenario. The favorite parent would win the amount of our first paycheck..yes we are competitive people. Now Mr. Patrick is saying that he technically is the winner since Alex made his preference known earlier... I’m surely not coughing up any mula while the tides have turned. 

Humor aside, I actually love to see Alex and Mr. Patrick bond. It is good to use humor in these types of potentially painful situations. No parent wants to be booted to the bottom. Alex understands that we our both his parents, and we have different personalities to express our love. I hope I haven't done my victory dance too many times in front of Mr. Patrick. One thing is for sure babies seem to be fickle.