"There's a Lollipop on Your Bottom" (and Other Terms of Endearment)
by Susie Cortright
"I took care of Callie," my three-year-old announced.
Callie had been starting with that little whine that babies adopt to
alert mothers and sisters that their new crawling tricks have them
wedged behind the furniture. But the whining had stopped--rather
suddenly, it seemed in retrospect.
"Thanks, Cassie. You are such a big help," I said, kissing the top of
her head. "How did you manage that?"
"I got her a beer."
Sure enough, Callie was still wedged behind the table, but now she was
happily gumming the cold smooth side of a Newcastle (unopened,
fortunately enough.)
Because I hope that Cassie went for the beer in the fridge because she
imagined how good it would feel on her teething sister's sore gums--and
not because she deems it some sort of panacea, the whole thing got me
laughing (after I took away the beer, of course.) Then it got me
thinking about which of my friends would laugh about this story along
with me. And which would sort of disapprove.
I guess that groups my mommy friends into two camps: one camp that can
overhear me saying to my kids, "Please don't lick the carpet," and they
don't say a word (or better yet, they laugh). And the other camp, which
thinks that's pretty gross.
For me, if a toddler gets out of a car, and she has a lollipop stuck to
her bottom, I know, instantly, that her mom is a friend. And the
opposite is true, too. If you've got any number of kids under the age of
four and your car doesn't occasionally stink, you probably make me a
little nervous.
In all of our efforts to prove our own Supermom skills, let's remember
that it's sometimes rather endearing when we're not. To remember that
may be to regain a lot of energy and a lot of time.
About the Author:
Susie Cortright is the founder of Momscape.com and Susies-Coupons.com