I wrote yesterday's post before we discussed the previous post. Life with children at home all the time can be complicated--you kind of snatch your moments when they come.
Plopping down in the chair in front of me, he pointed out that he doesn't always have the answers and he makes mistakes too. He gave me that steady look (you know, the one where you kind of want to look away but doing so is silently strictly forbidden), and said, "I have a lot of stuff to deal with right now. And you aren't the only one who thinks and doubts and wonders you know." Well damn...Then he shrugged gave me an apologetic look, and continued, "I'm only human baby."
Oh double damn. But fair enough.
Then there's me admitting that I can see how it's difficult to take me seriously when I discuss everything that's important as a joke.
And saying that, more than anything, I think I just want to know that he cares if I do what he says or not.
And him pointing out that he doesn't want to micromanage me, and that I wouldn't enjoy it either.
He stood up, leaned over to kiss the top of my head, and whispered gently, "to me Dominance is making you bend to my will. And I think that sometimes you get too caught up in what you get out of it."
Hmmm, well...Let me just inspect the kitchen floor for a second...Alright, I'll give you that one. "But I am right about some things. That doesn't mean that I think you are wrong--just that I'm right too."
He smiled, "I'll agree to that baby."