Never raise your hand to your kids. It leaves your groin unprotected. ~Red Buttons
Sweater, n.: garment worn by child when its mother is feeling chilly. ~Ambrose Bierce
Mothers are fonder than fathers of their children because they are more certain they are their own. ~Aristotle
I could do my usual and write a sappy Mother’s Day post. But today, I’d rather laugh. It’s been 13 months of raising this little ragamuffin. And I have laughed at him many a time. He’s fun: He waves at girls at Target. He tries drinking out of a big boy cup and spills it all over his shirt. If I put his paci in my mouth, he will kiss me to get it back.
I think having kids reminds you of your youth. But this time, you can watch it objectively – watch a child grow up and learn all without the humiliation and embarrassment you had yourself. He is keeping me younger than my wrinkly eyes and frizzy hair tell you I am.
I will leave you with a quote that gives me a little clarity as to last Saturday’s post about Mommy Guilt:
Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs… since the payment is pure love. ~Mildred B. Vermont
Thank you to all the mothers in my life – mine, Steve’s, Steve’s grandparents, our aunts, our cousins, our siblings, our friends. This is an amazing thing we are doing – raising children. The responsibility is enormous; the payoff is larger still.