Allow me to bask in my occasional greatness.
This occurred yesterday morning. I am paraphrasing somewhat.
Henry: I am being inexplicably grouchy about this tiny thing I have to do when I first get to school. Therefore I will refuse to go to school today. I am now saying that school is horrible, as is life, and you.
Scott: I am upset because you have to get to school! I am saying stuff!
Me: I remain calm and analytical. Are you actually just worried about the aforementioned tiny thing? Is this small glitch in your routine throwing everything off?
Henry: Huh. I am now realizing how right you are. But nothing will solve my worry, so I remain hopeless.
Me: I am coming up with ideas. For instance, I could write a note to your teacher explaining the tiny thing. Will that make everything better?
Henry: Let me think. Yes. It makes everything ONE HUNDRED PERCENT better.
Me: I have solved everything!
Henry: You have! I am now happy, and no longer hate life, OR you.
Scott: Your mother is the best mother ever. I am shamed.
Me: I will concede that you occasionally have your moments of excellence, but this was mine. All mine.
Henry: Allow me to gaze at you in adoration.
Me: I will allow it.
Both Scott and Henry stare in wonderment as I begin to radiate a slight but distinct maternal glow. Roll credits.










January 28, 2010
Reader Comments (49)
And here would be one of those "great mommy" moments THAT counterbalance all the "bad mommy" moments!
Ain't it grand how the universe works!
Also, save this, frame it and hang it in Henry's room when he turns 14. He'll need the reminder.
I mean, I knew you were wise....but this?
This is wisdom for which there are no words.
I bow to you.
I often go for screamy and irrational.