Dear Mom Next To Me- I See You

Dear Mom next to me in the car wash, with your kids fighting in the back seat, trying to kill each other while you were just trying to vacuum the car- I see you.

My smile and wave, was because I have been you- just trying to get stuff done, while my darling angels were in the back seat of the car screaming, and trying my ever living last nerve. Every part of my mom self feels for you.

Yes. I’ve had my darling children act out, try to kill each other, and throw massive temper tantrums in the middle of every store, airport, and restaurant you can possibly imagine.

I’m that mom who has had her kid get sick all over the restaurant, and dropped a pile of bills on the table and run out like my hair was on fire.

I’m that mom whose kid who has had the hiney booger fit in the middle of the grocery store.

When my youngest daughter was in first grade, my husband was left slack jawed when my daughter’s teacher told him how amazing, and well behaved she was in school. When he asked her about it, she told him “Daddy, I save ALL my bad behavior for you”.

We were so proud. And believe me, 15 years later, we STILL remember that moment at the dinner table.

I’m the mom of the kid who went swinging from the chandelier in the dining room. And that same kid…