Jeff

For the past couple days, Jeff would say things to me, like, "Are you my mommy?" and I would say, "Yes, are you my Jeffrey?" and he would say, "Yes." He also would say, "You are my Mommy." Simply a statment, an observation. Today, I was having a pretty hard time getting him to listen. I would give him one chance to do something and then put him in the corner if he didn't comply. After about 4 trips to the corner, I was getting pretty frustrated, wondering what on earth I could do to make him listen to me. Glenn got home and was upstairs using the restroom when Jeff started upstairs. I told Jeff to come down, that Daddy was busy and would be down in a minute, but he still maintained that he wanted to go upstairs. I reitereated that Dad was busy and told Jeff to come downstairs, again. After telling him about 3 times, I threatened to put him in the corner again, as I continued getting dinner ready. From the stairs, I hear a 3-year-old voice say, "You're not my Mommy." Say WHAT?? "What?" I asked. He said it again: "You're not my Mommy." This time, I abandoned my task and went to the stairs, where Jeff was still sitting. "What did you say?" I demanded. This time, I got in respone a sheepish, little-boy grin. "Nofing." he replied. But it was too late. Into the corner yet again, and by this time, Glenn was heading down the steps. He had a man-to-boy talk with Jeff as I went back to the kitchen to continue making dinner, shaking my head at the things that come out of this kid's mouth. It was less than a minute when in came Jeff, and he wrapped his arms around my legs and said, "I'm sorry for saying NO!" Close enough, I guess. Is this going to get easier as they get older, or harder? I guess we get to find out.