Here is the perfect Mom Sweater.
Let me tell you why:)...
I would do anything for any one of my family members. I can feel my blood start to boil when one of them has been treated wrongly. When something is important to one of them, it means the world to me too. Because their happiness makes me happy. And their fears scare me. And their sadness ruins my day.
And then I had kids. And those feelings tripled. Didn't even know they could-- but it's so true. Having children really is like watching your heart walk around inside of someone else.
It's why I cry when their hearts are broken.
Why I almost passed out when Niamh got her stitches. (I really felt every stitch. Then I stopped feeling everything and the room started spinning:).
Why I turn the truck around and drive two miles the wrong direction-- because Philly is positive he just saw a moose in someone's front yard.
Why the kids and I have done the chinese fire drill in our driveway while blasting ACDC.
Why I wear an Edward t-shirt to the premier of each new Twilight movie. (Okay. that one is actually for myself. But please don't tell anyone:).
I live for these kiddies. I love being a part of their world. It's funny how tiny parts of their day mean so much to me.
Today I grabbed Philly out of class with two minutes to spare. (I was there for a meeting, and figured I'd just take him while I was in the building.) As he walked over to me, he purposely went out of his way. Over to his friend, Owen. Bent his head down, and looked him right in the eyes. And then said something softly. I could tell it was important. And a little sad. Philly looked like an adult, trying to comfort a little kid. It was the sweetest thing I've ever seen him do.
He came out of the class and said, Mommy, I feel sad.
I guess Owen had accidentally thrown his puppy behind a cabinet in the classroom. And now the puppy was gone forever. And that ruined Owen's day. And Philly's day, too.The teacher even tried to get it...but he was lost for good.
I thought he was gonna burst into tears. So I busted out the Mommy-Super-Hero-Cape, threw that sucker on, and said-- let's go get that puppy. (i don't actually own the cape...but how cool would that be??:)...
I went in and spoke to the substitute teacher. An older lady. Told her I needed to find the puppy. And she looked at me like I had lost my mind:). She was right in the middle of writing Owen's mama a note...And she had already tried to get him. I wasn't gonna have much luck either.
In the nicest way, I still offered to try. (pretty sure she thought I was nuts.)
Honestly, if I set my mind to it, I could probably push our house of its foundation:). Those filing cabinets in the way were no match for this chick:).
So, I climbed on a stool onto a cabinet. And in the most unlady-like pose, five feet in the air, bent over and rescued that old puppy toy with a yard stick. Thank goodness for my crazy long Anthro sweater:). (And I got it for like 100$$ less than its original price. I know. Total score. :) So, all this to say its kinda nice to have my sweater already come in handy. Covering up my behind in the air. Trying to rescue some other kid's toy, so my own son can have a nice start to his weekend:).
When Philly ran the toy over to his friend, the whole class cheered. Philly even got a little applause. And a huge, relieved smile from Owen. He just stood there like a happy hero in front of the whole kindergarten.
Kinda makes a mama's day:).