Embarrassment of riches
So Carter is now convinced that I'm the coolest mom on the planet, because every day he comes home to discover that I have bought him yet another toy catalog.
Oh, if only you could bear witness to this joy. He devours them first, then pores over each page; stashes them in every room of the house; ruthlessly dangles them just out of his brother's reach and discusses each item with us in-depth.
And just as his very favorite one falls apart at the seams, a fresh supply magically appears in our mailbox. Surely there was never a more thoughtful, prescient, loving mother.
Is it even remotely shameful how I bask in the glow of this adoration? Don't answer that.
Oh, if only you could bear witness to this joy. He devours them first, then pores over each page; stashes them in every room of the house; ruthlessly dangles them just out of his brother's reach and discusses each item with us in-depth.
And just as his very favorite one falls apart at the seams, a fresh supply magically appears in our mailbox. Surely there was never a more thoughtful, prescient, loving mother.
Is it even remotely shameful how I bask in the glow of this adoration? Don't answer that.
posted by mrsf5 at 2:03 PM
3 Comments:
I would say this lives firmly in "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" territory! You ARE the best mother on the planet!
You ROCK!!
Oh man, Isaac and Carter are such kindred spirits. We have the same routine! And, I shamlessly take the glory as well sister! I won't tell if you won't.
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