My favorite thing about you:
You're constantly saying "I love you".
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A couple of weeks ago this was a conversation I had:
Kale: Mommy, I still love you.
Me: Thanks Buddy, I still love you too.
Kale: Even when I'm bad, you still love me.
Me: I will always love you.
Moms, say it with me: I may not always like you, but I'll always love you. My mom used to tell me this all the time. It's another one of those things that you have to be a mom (or, possibly a spouse) to truly understand. Like when you're at the third store trying to pick up last minute school supplies that are impossible to find. Seriously?! Unscented disinfectant wipe refills? 2 gallon zipper top Hefty bags?! Sometimes I think they put these things on supply lists as a joke. Do you really believe that I have all the time in the world to play into your twisted little scavenger hunt? It's the end of summer and I just want them to go to school. I don't believe there is a difference between the Westcott and Fisker brands of blunt tip scissors. That said, I will always buy Crayola - there's totally a difference there. But I digress. This is supposed to be about how, at the first store the kids lost control, I had to get these things, and by store number three, I really didn't like them much. Anyone to blame for their lack of decent behavior at the stores besides me? Nah. They're my kids and I take responsibility for that. But when the man at Office Max told me they had a corral we could throw the kids in while I shopped in peace, I almost kissed him. He was messing with me. I almost cried.
This week Haley started Kindergarten the first time. There will be a second time on Monday, but more about that next week. They read a story and were sent over to say their goodbyes with little heart shaped stickers to remind us while they were away that our little kindergartners still loved us. I held it together, but only just barely - I really thought I'd be okay, but it was definitely emotional. I did keep it together though, which is more than I can say about some moms in there who totally lost their
shit stuff (as in: the background sound of the video of their kids' first day of school is going to have profuse and loud sniffling - not coming from a kid or a cold). I proudly wore my sticker all morning, and last I checked it was on the corner of my bed. My kids are always telling us that they love us. And it's great. It's one of those things I feel like I can pat myself on the back about. If their behavior is any indication of what they're seeing modeled before them, then I'm not a total mom fail all the time. If they know one thing, it's that we love them (even when we don't like them). And that is worth a giant high five!
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