Lynda Loveland: She loves me, now

I think I'm pretty darn close with all my kids. I get along with all of them well, most of the time. But my youngest, my baby, is mama's little girl.

That child is stuck to me tighter than an old lollipop stick on my husbands' car floor. She's a big four year old and she wants to be carried all the time, sit next to me, go everywhere with me and sleep with me. The only one I don't do is let her sleep with me. OK, maybe sometimes.

I admit I kinda like it though. I figure she'll be big soon and not want to be around me as much. My husband always gives me grief for babying her. Blah, blah, blah.

We really get along well and I enjoy her company just as much. But of course I can't just enjoy the moment. I start thinking, since we mesh now, will we fight like cats and dogs when she's a teen? It seems like that's what I always hear. Is there any rhyme or reason to our relationship with our kids now and in the future? Having three teens at one time scares the bejeezus out of me!!!