At the Colorado Fondue Company last night,\u00a0the boys gave their momma their Mother’s Day presents. She opened up the card that my youngest son gave her and read it: “…you are number one in my heart…”<\/p>\n
What?!<\/p>\n
I crossed my arms over my chest and stared at the little guy, tilting my head so I could glare at him over the top of my glasses. He started laughing nervously.<\/p>\n
My wife shoved me. “I’m number one.”<\/p>\n
“Hmph.” I smiled at my oldest. “Looks like you’re my favorite now.”<\/p>\n
He threw his hands over his head. “Hooray!”<\/p>\n
His little brother’s mouth literally dropped open.<\/p>\n
My wife punched my shoulder. “No,” she said firmly. “We love you both the same.”<\/p>\n
Suddenly, I realized how my teasing sounded to the kids. I switched to my serious face. “Of course we do,” I said. “Seriously, we’re all a family. There is no ‘love you better’ going on here.”<\/p>\n
“You’re both number one in my heart!” my youngest said. “That’s what I meant<\/em> to say.”<\/p>\n Sure you did.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This may well be the absolutely least appropriate thing to do on Mother’s Day. In my defense, they started it. Not much of a defense, I realize, but I’m sticking to it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[123,122,119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1579","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-cute","category-daddytales-n","category-daddytales-funny"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DpYi-pt","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1579","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1579"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1579\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1579"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1579"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1579"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}