So, the other day as I was cooking dinner, I hear Gracie and Bean playing together in the living room. I couldn’t quite hear what they were playing, but no one was choking or running with scissors, so I left them to it.
Suddenly, I heard Gracie yell out, clear as day, “MICHAEL! You can’t yell and boss me awound! You are not the mommy!”
I was torn between two incredible emotions. Heartbreak – that this was what my kids thought I did, just yelled and bossed people around. And yet incredible pride because, clearly, I am a badass.
Mom’s are the best.