I tried to bribe my cheeky son into sitting on my knee for a cuddle and he looked at me as if I was demented. There was a time when he wanted my attention perpetually and I had to prise him off my knee so that I could go to the bathroom….but it seems that as the years have rolled by, so has my son’s need for the affirming hugs and cuddles. Oh, he still does want and need affection of course, but he is not so ready to acknowledge it anymore!
In fact, when I attempted to cajole him tonight, saying,
“oh, c’mon, don’t be a meany, come and sit on my knee and give your poor Mum a hug”
“Mum, you’re not Santa, I don’t have to sit on your knee ….and I’m not going to get a present out of it even if I do!”
Sharp that boy, sharp as a blade.