Like many mothers, we had a great day over here. Perfect weather, lovely flowers, an amazing brunch. But best of all, I received the best gift I could have asked for, courtesy of his school - a glimpse into his tiny brain. His teacher helped him fill out a few questions for an "About Mom" project, giving me a rare (and brutally honest) chance to see how he views "Mom." I think it's funny, too, because I get so caught up in the day-to-day banality of it all, trying so hard to be a good mom (but failing spectacularly on many, many occasions) that I occasionally forget that he has an opinion about all of this. And me, apparently. Who knew?
Some of my favorite responses:
-- My mom really likes to...go to Shark Reef.
(Bit of transference, perhaps?)
-- Things in my mom's purse...jellybeans.
(Shh, kid! That's our secret!)
-- My mom's hair is...brown.
(Yikes, time to touch up my roots...)
-- My mom always forgets to...get gas.
(Well, this is a less-than-flattering portrayal)
-- She is as tall as...a wall.
-- My favorite thing about my mom is...that she cooks.
(huh? You don't eat anything, especially my cooking!)
-- My mom is happy when...I jump on the couch.
(Keep believing that, my child, and you'll keep going to time out).
And finally, he capped it all off with a picture of me, complete with red eyes, fangs, and made of rainbows.
And frills...and food in his mouth.
I'm just so glad he's mine. :-)