Friday, May 8, 2009
Happy Mothers' Day!
Mothers' Day is fast approaching, and like most holidays, this one is high on the hokey list. A few people sent me email quizzes this morning. You could find out what kind of TV mom you are, what kind of animal mom you are, even what kind of flower mom you are.
I had to work most of today, so I never took the quizzes. That probably says more about what kind of mom I am than the quizzes. Anyway, I never found a quiz that really echoed my particular mom experience, questions like this:
1. You are at a T ball game when a strange man arrives who does not seem to have a child involved in the game. You:
a) assume he has an introverted child somewhere on the field and ignore him
b) keep a careful eye on him while still watching your child run to first base
c) openly record the pedophile with your Camcorder until he flees
Three extra points if you can guess what I did in that situation. I still have the tape.
My boys sort of groaned when I reminded them it was Mothers' Day this Sunday. It was a soft, quiet groan, and I knew what it meant: she's going to ask us to do something.
I am. I am going to ask them to write something. That's all I told them. They looked at each other for a long moment.
"Write what?" Philip asked. "Don't make us write a poem or anything like that."
"There's an idea," I said.
Christopher shot his brother a scalding glance.
"It's sort of a poem. I want just a few short sentences about what you like about being in this family."
"Can't we write about something else?" Christopher asked.
"Nope. I have to cook on Mothers' Day, which is illegal by the way, so you guys have to do this. Emma can't wait."
"Uh," Christopher reminded me, "she's a girl. They like this stuff."
"Lucky for her, isn't it?"
There were Napoleon Dynamite type sighs, snorty grunts, then they found a bag of corn chips and all was well.
It's probably the last year I can get away with this, but that's what I want. I know they are buying me a pair of earrings because they do every year. I love the earrings. But I really want those sentences more. I promised not to let anyone else read them, but I can't wait.
Hope everyone has a wonderful Sunday!