So, as I might have mentioned, we’ve moved. Which means a lot of first impressions are being made.
For the most part, I embrace my ‘funny mom’ status and simply hope to be as pleasant a parent (for both my kids and their teachers as possible) as i can be. I smile, I wave, I try not to cause waves or do anything to bring undo attention to myself – I’m a ‘behind the scenes’ kind of mom. And I am perfectly content to remain so here in our new city.
When it’s me and my brood, however – I poke and tease and generally remind them that I rock and they’re lucky to have me. I like to stay connected to my kids and don’t mind horrifying them in the process.
Take yesterday for example:
Me: Did you have a good day?
Kid 2: It was okay
Me: What did you do? Do you have homework? Anything exciting.
Kid 2: Nope
Me: Did you meet anyone new?
Kid 2: shakes head
( By now I’m tired of sitting in long car lines in 100+ heat. We pass one of the teachers who monitors the pick-up line – a Hotty Coach)
Me: He’s a cutie. Bet you can’t wait til you have him for PE.
Kid 2: Mom! (BUT I finally made her laugh – so score one for me!!!)
This morning we’re pulling up to the drop off line.
Kid 3: Oh, Mom, you know how you were saying Coach ***** is cute? He laughed when I told him what you said…
Kid 1: You told him?
Me: You told him?
Kid 2: You told him?
Kid 3: (sensing danger) I… I’m sorry….
Kid 1: So not cool.
Kid 2: So not cool… Dude
I sense Kid 1 & Kid 2 circling for the big sister smack down. My choices: a. a tirade about not sharing our every conversation or b. amusement. I choose b. (it was close) and start laughing
Kid 3: I’m so sorry, Mom.
Me: No big deal.
It’s out turn next in the car pool line. And, you guess it, Hotty Coach is waiting for me to pull forward. I have no choice here – the kids have to go to school, right?
Kid 2 and Kids 3 climb out of the car. Kid 1 is hiding her face in the front passenger seat.
Hotty Coach sees Kid 3, makes the connection and SMILES like he’s a five year old on Christmas morning. Then – he BLUSHES.
Kid 1: Oh my God….
Me: Smile and wave. Smile and wave. (And I do – I mean, what else can I do??)