On Monday Beth asked me if I loved her more than anyone else, with a disclaimer that obviously God would be first and Daddy second and therefore should not be included in my answer.
I have two kids, what should I have said… So I told her that I couldn’t answer that.
She pretended to cry and said, “You don’t love me” and then giggled.
I told her that I loved her 10 years worth, to which her reply was, “That’s all I get!”
I said that is as long has she has been here, so it sounded reasonable.
And then Jim jokingly said, “That is how much she loves me too.” I thought that was a terrible thing!
Beth said, “That’s all he gets; he should get 18 years worth…then she added, “Well, maybe only 16 because you didn’t like him for a while”.
Now by this point I figure I need to get the focus off of my lack of love!!
So, I asked, “how do you know that I love Daddy now?”
Beth, “I don’t know you just do.”
Me, “Because I kiss him?”
Beth, “Yucky!” (Kissing is still gross at her age and the picture is really grossing her out!)
Me, “Well, then how do you know; what shows you I love him?”
Beth, “You get up at 5am and make his lunch and coffee.”
Me, “Yes, I do that. But why doesn’t it show you that I love Daddy when I kiss him?”
And here is the entire point of this post. I couldn’t believe her answer was so wise for someone so young.
Beth, “Just because people kiss doesn’t mean they love each other; anyone can do that. It’s the stuff you do for him.”