(2012) I have to share my "Mother of the Year" story from this week. I have been crowned once again. 🙂 I noticed that Dylan's tennis shoes were full of holes and completely raggedy, so I threw them away, thinking, "Gosh, this poor kid. We'll get him a nice, new pair this weekend." The next morning, while rushing to get to school because I had a parent conference waiting, Dylan was in a panic because he couldn't find his shoes. I told him to wear another pair because I had thrown away the other ones. Well, of COURSE, he went nuts, saying they were his all- time favorite shoes, etc, etc. I caved, and said in frustration, "Well get them out of the trash for today, but hurry up!!! We are going to be late!!!" Dylan fished them out of the trash and when I walked in the kitchen, he was hobbling all over the kitchen shouting in distress, "Mom! Something is all over my favorite shoes!" I turn and see that his shoes are COVERED and dripping with spaghetti sauce!!? What on earth??! Turns out, UNBEKNOWNST to me, Bran had come down in the middle of the night and made himself a big bowl of noodles with spaghetti sauce and thrown out the leftovers in the very same trash can ... all over Dylan's "sacred" shoes. So, I did what any great mother would do. I screamed, "BRING THEM TO ME!" I turned on the kitchen faucet , slopped water all over them, and handed them back to Dylan dripping wet saying, "Put them on FAST and get in the car!!! We are going to be late!!!" What a lucky kid. He arrived at school that day with shoes not only full of holes, but now stained with spaghetti sauce, smelling like tomatoes, AND squeaking and dripping wet. So glad I made the whole shoe situation so much better for him. Yes, once again, I am Mother of the Year! What can you do but laugh?!
True and funny stories from the lighter side of raising my sons and daughter. As the Southern mama of this crew, I'm usually somewhere between "Bless your hearts!" and "Y'all act like you got some sense!" If we ever need to find our way home, we just follow the trail of red clay and glitter.
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