American Idol Mommy

On Wednesday, we were watching American Idol, and there was a guest artist that sang. My little boy was sitting on my lap- he’s three. Out of nowhere he said, “I wish she were my mother.” I was surprised and said, “Why?!” He replied, “She has a prettier voice”. I couldn’t believe it. What a terrible (funny) thing to say. I pretended to be hurt, and said, “Josh, you don’t like me being your mother?” He replied, “Sometimes”. I really was so surprised that he seemed so serious. One more time, I tried to make sure I understood. “That makes me feel so sad! You’d rather have HER as your mother than me?” to which he replied, “I’m just kidding!”

Later I was telling someone else the story, and my son overheared, he rushed in to explain again, “Mom, I was just kidding!”

I love this kid! He is my youngest one, and has been the sweetest kid ever. This is the first time he’s ever said anything like that. He loves it when I sing songs to him at bedtime, or tickle him. He’s been my little “momma’s boy” and I’ve loved it. For just an instant I felt jealous of this musical artist who could sing as my little boy desired for his mother. Of course I know I’m a good mother. I also know that he has no idea what life would be like if his mother were a pop star. Of course he had no idea what it was he was even saying.

It made me wonder how often we do the same thing. How often do we look at what someone has, or what someone looks like and we wish we had the same. I wonder sometimes if Heavenly Father looks down at us in those times and just shakes His head, knowing that what we have is so much better for us. He has everything already all planned out. We don’t even know what it is we are asking for. Whether or not we’re serious or if we say, “I’m just kidding!”