You Can’t Beat the Pay.

November 28, 2007 – 8:12 am |

As any mother knows, the little moments of reward, the ones between, sometimes even during, the Frustrating Exhausting Overwhelming No-Breaks days, can doctor a mom’s spirits in a blink. A sampling of mine from the last two days:

My kindergartener, now writing in typical vowel-free phonetics, (a rush all its own), wrote me a list of “chores” yesterday. The last one was “Olwos eat brkft before worc.”

When I dropped 4 off at school, I bent down to kiss her on the cheek, but before I got a chance to tell her to have a good day she said: “Hey Mom, don’t forget to smile today.”

As I was trudging up the stairs to help Kong go potty, he yelled “No, Mom I DO IT MYSELF,” and slammed the door. A few minutes later he peered out from behind the corner of the door, dimple gleaming and eyes asparkle, then threw the door open to reveal he had completed the task AND pulled his own underwear and pants up.

“Ta-Da,” he said.