A real mother? What's that supposed to mean?? Do I not act like a real mother? Thanks a lot, Kid! Geez.
I asked him to elaborate, and he just made a fart noise. Great. Boys are so wonderful.
He got me to thinking. Maybe I don't act like a real mother--at least not like the ones he sees on TV.
-I don't spend my days picking up after him or dusting the house. I mean, I clean every so often, but I'm not an immaculate housekeeper by any stretch of the imagination. -I do bake sometimes, but usually that's just because I have a hankering for chocolate chip cookies, or because I have to bake the bananas into bread since I let them get old and black.
-You're more likely to find me sitting in front of my computer writing than driving a carpool of kids to soccer practice.
-I cook dinner maybe once or twice a week, but usually we just eat whatever we can scrounge up. It's easier that way, and cheaper.
-He generally runs out of socks before I get around to doing the laundry...and then it will sit in the basket for a few days before I fold it and put it away, inevitably quite wrinkly.
I did, however, grow The Kid from a speck to an 8+ pound baby who I eventually had to push out of my body. I give him about a hundred hugs and kisses every day. I taught him a song to teach him how to spell his name. I let him win a few battles. I play video games and board games with him. I take him to the fancy cheese store to sample cheeses whenever he asks (he asks often--he's kind of a weird kid). I let him eat dessert, but not so much that his teeth will fall out or that he'll bounce off the walls. I tell him that I love him constantly. Constantly.
So, yeah, maybe I'm not June Cleaver (not that The Kid would even know who that is), but I'd say I'm doing a decent job. He's a great kid, which must mean that I'm doing something right.
Next time he tells me to act like a real mother, I think I'll spit on a napkin and clean his face with it. That'll teach him.





How adorable the two of you are! =)
ReplyDeleteDifferent definitions of "mom" and not one of them is wrong! (unless your a coke head or similar..then we have a huge problem!) :)
ReplyDeleteThis was a great post! Too funny and cute!
ReplyDeleteI'd like to be a "real mudder" myself, but I think I'd need to be heavily medicated in order to achieve it. Right now, I can't fathom where the energy or the time would come from in order to be June-Cleaver-ish at all. Boo!
I LOVE THIS POST.
ReplyDeleteL - O - V - E IT!
You two are so friggin cute!
Lucky kid!
OMG STOP with the cuteness I can't take it!
ReplyDeleteThis made my heart smile. :)
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like great mothering to me :D I think my daughter would say the same things about me and I'd be very proud of that. Aside from being a mother of course.
ReplyDeleteI love this!
ReplyDeleteyou guys are a perfect mother-son match:-) xoxo
ReplyDeleteYou're kid is the smartest kid I've ever met...EVER! You're doing a fantastic job! I'm comin' to you for advice when I have my own ;)
ReplyDeleteMia
haha, oops... I of course meant to say "your kid" :/
ReplyDeleteThat's ok, I got the gist! :)
DeleteYou guys are the best readers ever. Thanks for all the lovely comments! :)
ReplyDeleteI'm not a TV mom, but my OCD tendencies make it impossible to leave stuff laying around, so I do pick stuff up right away.
ReplyDeleteAlso, totally making chocolate chip cookie bars tonight.
I love your pictures of him! You two are adorable!!
ReplyDeleteOne: The Kid is adorable as I have said millions of times before :)
ReplyDeleteTwo: I too am forced to make banana bread only when my bananas start to turn black and I have to get rid of them. Funny!
This reminded me that not only do I need to do laundry and clean the house but I also need to send off your snail mail. ;) thank you for that, mom.
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome, son. Don't forget to finish your broccoli.
Delete