I also have a Greek myth playing itself out in front of my eyes.
My son has developed a Freudian Oedipus Complex. Every time he sees Rich and I hugging, he starts hollering "No Hugs! No Hug Daddy, Mommy!" and then he cries until we stop.
What the what?
I always thought Freud's theories were ridiculous. But we have photographic proof that maybe he knew what he was talking about.
Meet Oedipus:
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