Oedipal

Sarek seems to have embraced Freud as a 3 year old. It's been building, but tonight it came out like a gale force when he wanted me to put him to bed instead of Brett. He said, "Daddy doesn't love me. I love Mommy. But I don't love Daddy." Isn't that the Oedipal complex summed up in three painful sentences? Possess Mommy. Eliminate Daddy. We talked about it a bit and then the boys went in for bedtime. I am dying to hear how Brett handled their "talk." Parenting can be so hard. Or, kids can be so brutal. Either way, it's painful tonight.