His #1 gal

So, Malcolm and I were watching the Disney Channel yesterday, and on one of the shows, two of the characters shared a brief kiss. I looked at him and asked, "You're not into girls yet, right?" He turns at me with that exasperated look on his face and says "I love YOU, Mommy!" (ah....warms my heart) Me, of course, I have to push the envelope...so I say "Even when you find that one special girl, I'll still be your #1 gal, right?" He looks at me, exhales dramatically, and states, "No, Mommy." With mock (ok, somewhat real) hurt on my face, I exclaim, "I WON'T?!?" Malcolm's response: "No, Mommy...you'll be my #2 girl!!"

Ah, such wisdom at such a young age. As much as it hurts to admit it, I won't always be the most important woman in my son's life. And, even now, he knows that. He's explained several times that he can't wait until he is a daddy, has his own wife and kids and lives in his own house. He has even stated that he thinks he'll move out around the age of 21.

While part of me is saddened to even start thinking about these things, I am very proud of Malcolm's sense of independence. While he does have some emotional attachment issues here and there, he seems to have a deeper intellectual understanding that some day, he will grow up and not need Mommy and Daddy so much anymore.

But, for now...I get to remain his #1 gal. I'll enjoy it while I can.