It’s a funny thing – when the kids want to sleep, cuddle, or just lay down, I am their go-to person. When they are ready to eat, play, or go outside, Dustin is their person. They know this too, because they stick to me like glue (especially Pom Pom) whenever they are not in need of any of the services Dustin provides.

Now, I don’t like steroetypes or generalizations, nor do I conform to a social norm just because that’s what I’m “supposed” to do as a female/woman/girl. With that being said, I do “baby” the kids, and I’m definitely their “Mommy.” They come to me whenever they want some TLC…which is almost every second of the day! Dustin calls me their “Comfy Lady.”

Another funny thing – Pom will ALWAYS follow me wherever I go, even to the bathroom (she’ll always be found on the bath mat when I get out of the shower). And while Casper is still always by my side, he will go looking for Dustin if he hasn’t seen him in awhile – something Pom doesn’t do as long as I’m around. It’s almost like they have their “preferences!”

Take this exact moment for example: Pom is laying happily on my feet as I’m typing this, and Casper is happily being chased around the living room by Dustin. Without training, the dogs have somehow learned to align themselves according to their sexes…maybe it’s their prefered activity levels, maybe not. All I know is that even Beau, our male cat, will play with Dustin and cuddle with me.

Whatever the reasons may be, the kids have established their own social norms for this household, and Dustin and I are following their lead.

Oh look, Casper just jumped into my lap…in Casper language, that means he’s tired of playing and ready for bed!