Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Friday, October 24, 2008

I am Awful

Yesterday Boog had career day at school. He was supposed to dress up in a career uniform or bring "tools" of his desired career.

I totally forgot!

Actually, I thought it was next week, had the memo on the fridge and everything. I didn't know of my error until he came home.

I asked what he did. He said since he was wearing a gray shirt, he decided he was dressed as a runner, and that's what he told everyone.

First of all, I applaud his creativity. Secondly, this is a kid who does not like to get up in front of people, so good for him to do it when he wasn't even dressed for the part.

He was upset I didn't remember, and told my what he had wanted to wear. I tried to explain that he couldn't be Spiderman when he grows up but that he could do other "super hero" jobs to help people. He really just wanted to be Spiderman.

1 comment:

  1. Ohhhhh. You are not awful. It happens to the best of us, and more often to the rest of us...


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