This morning, I was talking to my high-spirited, impulsive, super
fun and imaginative nine-year-old son about how important it is to make good
decisions. I was telling him about mistakes I’ve made, and the consequences of
those mistakes. Anyway, when I was done (and feeling as if I’d been going on
and on like the nagging mom I swore I’d never become), he said, “You give good
talks. Can you come talk to my kids when I grow up if they do something stupid?”
My inner self pumped a fist into the air and began singing “This
mom is one fire!” (Advantage of singing in my head: I sounded EXACTLY like Alicia
Keys when she sings “Girl on Fire!”). I
usually feel like 'this mom' is exhausted and ‘this mom’ doesn’t know what she’s doing, so it was a happy
moment. Of course, I soon began wondering if ‘this mom’ is just really
gullible. Hmm…
I will choose to believe my son was being totally sincere
and not at all trying to get me to shut up.
