LOLOL, I used to have a neighbor who had two little kids, and when we met, her daughter Alicia (Damian) was three, and Adam, her angel child, was not quite two.

Alicia's usual demeanor, when you tried to put her to bed, or any other time she wasn't getting her way, was to throw a temper tantrum similar to your gif above. While screaming. Piercingly and at the top of her lungs. Practically forever.

Then there was Adam, who almost never misbehaved, was always in good humor, and he adored me. And I him.

But he couldn't pronounce my name, Cs and Rs being tough for little guys, so he came up with a novel solution: he simply called me Mommy. And his mom, far from being upset about it, thought it was hilarious, and even encouraged him.

We hung out all the time, as I lived in the guest house behind her, and we used to have mad backgammon tournaments and card games on a regular basis. And there was a lot of joking from her that it was time to feed "my" kid, and the like, but it was true that wherever I was, there too was Adam. He was my shadow.

My Newfy, Ebony, absolutely adored him.

It did lead to one really funny incident. I was going out with a guy for the first time, and he elected to pick me up at my house.

And sure enough, as I was walking out to greet him, just before I opened the gate, Adam came running out of his back door, threw his arms around my leg, loudly exclaiming, "Mommy!"

The look on the guy's face was priceless, and when I explained that, no really, this is my neighbor's kid, and he just can't pronounce Cori, he just looked at me like, "Uh huh. Sure he is."

Needless to say that was our first and last date. Still don't think it was much of a loss. ;-)

When I ultimately moved across town, a year or so later, Virginia called me one day, and said, "Your son misses you."

And I missed him too. Badly. I wish we hadn't lost touch. I would have taken that kid in a heartbeat. He was my little love.

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