Three things that I want my kids to know about their mother:
1. I'm fun. Seriously, I know you think that I'm the lamest person you've ever met. You think that I don't laugh at the naughty stuff you do. You think that I disapprove of jumping on the bed and wiping snot on your sister. You think that I love homework and green beans.
Guess what? It's all a farce. It's what they teach us in mommy school. I really want to eat ice cream and chocolate cake with you for dinner and give you wet willies. I want to jump on the bed with you and I also want to see what happens if you throw a raw egg at the wall. And I giggle at the funny naughty stuff you do.
2. I'm smart. I really can hear you when you call my name a hundred times. I know your favorite cereal and that you will eventually pick it. I even don't need to be told ten times that you want milk on your cereal. I already knew it. You think that I couldn't go through the day without being told that your sister hit you - I've been listening in the whole time and was waiting for you to work it out.
I choose carefully for you, not carelessly and unthinking, as you are under the impression. I know the answer to the math problem, I just want you to do it your own self. I know you and your choices and your personalities. I even know where the freckles are that no one else does.
3. I don't get lonely when I'm in the shower. I know you mean well, and that sometimes I might even be in there for ten whole minutes by myself. I appreciate the sentiment, but honestly, you don't have to sacrifice your playing time to come chatter at me. Or show me your toy. Or tell me that your brother pinched you. I love that I've raised such compassionate children, but I'm telling you the truth when I tell you that I don't mind if you go in the other room to watch the Backyardigans.
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