At one point today I was at a loss... We were halfway through a smoothie and Robs was sobbing and throwing words around. Enriqueboy was grinning while Squish was silently perched on the counter until Robs finished, and then she started in. It was a bit much and I couldn't think of what to do- so I took Squish and excused myself. I went to a far corner and called my mother.
"Mother" I said, "I have no idea what I'm doing."
"You're doing fabulous" she said.
"No. I'm not. I have no idea what I'm doing, and that's not fabulous."
I think she laughed and then listened while I explained the scene in detail. Five minutes later the pirates found me, so I let her go with a thank-you-for-your-sage-wisdom and I took Robs' cheeks in my hands. I looked into her giant blue eyes and she held up her empty cup of what had been a strawberry smoothie. I smooched her, rinsed out the cup, and we went on with our day.
It turned out to be fabulous and we got a lot done.
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The older I get, the more I love my mother.
I love this times a million. I feel this way everyday.
ReplyDeleteme too me too me too. and I wish a hundred times a week that I could go back to teenage me and smack me across the face and say "listen to her, will ya!"
ReplyDeleteAmen. Only I'd kick me in the pants too...
Deletei love this so much. made me cry. its true though, those days that it comes full circle and you realize your mom raised 6 of those kids! i think good moms have these days. moms who think they are perfect at it, are usually not. ;)
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