Oedipus In My House

I am starting to believe in this "Oedipus Complex" lately.

The Oedipus complex, in psychoanalytic theory, is a group of largely unconscious (dynamically repressed) ideas and feelings which center around the desire to possess the parent of the opposite sex and eliminate the parent of the same sex.

The other day, Ate, my almost 4 year old son was pointing to me and saying, "you have a girl baby..."

I couldn't get the scenario as it was playing out, because he was not pointing to my belly, he was pointing higher up.

I asked,
"what do you mean?"

He repeated,
"you have a girl baby, hehehehe..."

"Ate, Mommy does not have a baby in her belly (it's just taking it's frigginly slow time getting over the last baby)."

Ate - pointing to my chest area,
"so what's that?"

Me - ever so vaguely,
"that is my chest."

Ate -
"hahah, no, it's your boobies... hahaha."

SO IT BEGINS...

In the meantime, there is Ro...

Sunday evening Hun and I were getting dressed up to go attend a wedding.

Ro said to Hun,
"Aba (Daddy) you LOOK handsome."

(Guess Hun should take it wherever he could get it from)

Ro -
"Aba, can you spray that stuff that makes you SMELL handsome?"

For the record, when that "stuff" that makes him smell handsome was discontinued, I searched online for some of this rare "Fendi" cologne and bought the almost extinct cologne for a birthday gift just so my husband could continue to smell his handsome self.

It's either that or eu de smoked cheese.

The scary thing is, how many of us actually ended up "marrying" our opposite gender parent.

I totally did (unknowingly), and guess what, it's not a bad thing.

The surprise though, I also married my mother-in-law.