I think we all know mothers are strong, wise and beautiful women. The moms in my family were no exception.
I bet you also realize moms have little time on their hands most days. Which is why I’m posting a short-n-sweet rerun about motherhood, so we can all kick back and savor our breakfast in bed Sunday morning.
I wish all of you moms out there lots of love, laughter, chocolate, and a moment of peace and quiet. You deserve it. Happy Mother’s Day!
My Dear, Sweet, Slightly Manipulative Daughter
My daughter is only seven years old, but don’t let her age fool you. When Little Miss J wants something, she doesn’t simply tell you, that would be too easy.
Always a clever girl, she makes little homemade cards to communicate. First, she lures the reader in with her sweet drawings, then goes in for the kill with a well-timed zinger. Over the holidays, she handed me a card and I couldn’t help but laugh. And feel a little afraid. It read:
I hope you have a Merry Christmas! [drawing of Christmas tree]
and get me lots of toys! PLEASE! [drawing of gifts]
and I love you! [drawing of big red heart]
[back of card] and I am standing here watching you read this card
As I lowered the card, she was right there. Standing. And watching. I get shivers just remembering the intense look in her eyes. She is ruthless.
Today she made me yet another “greeting” card. I had been scolding her all week for not putting her trash in the trash can. Instead she was hiding it all over the house, cramming cheese stick wrappers in my slippers, sliding banana peels under the couch cushions, etc.
I said to her for the millionth time, “You need to put the trash in the trash, okay?”
Clearly fed up with me, she frowned and put her finger to her lips, deep in thought. Then she ran off to get her markers.
Five minutes later she handed me a card:
The best part? When she got home from school today and I asked her to turn off the TV, she said, “Where’s that card I made you this morning?”
I have no idea where she gets this behavior.