My Mother's Day post has become an annual tradition. Each year I reflect on some of the more challenging and humorous moments with the kids. A sort of snapshot of my experiences as a mother. I then think about everything I put my mom through and form an apology letter. Some of these are specific to my life, but I am likely guilty of some pretty comparable crimes from when I was age eight. (or at least my siblings are) Add in the challenges of homeschooling during COVID-19 and there is a lot of material for the 2020 apology. So here we go!
Dearest Mom,
I am so very sorry for...
- Needing to urgently use the washroom the second you are in there (even when we have more than one bathroom in the house) and you've just settled in for a bath
- Gross out potty humour at the dinner table
- Asking you for a snack when I can clearly see you cooking dinner
- Distractedly colouring after I have asked you for help with my math homework because "math is boring"
- Getting into a blow-out fight with my sibling while I know you are on an important conference call
- Leaving wet vampire teeth on antique tables
- Crying over spilled milk (and spilled root beer)
- Leaving trails of discarded clothing all over the house like they're bread crumbs
- Expressing 'eww gross' over a meal that I know you've spent the better part of an hour preparing
- Trying on an item of clothing and immediately putting it into the dirty laundry
- Using an entire bottle of shampoo to make bubble bath because I thought it would be 'funny'
- Picking dad over you, just about every time, unless I was injured or sick
- Putting an empty box of cereal, crackers etc. back in the cupboard
- Smearing toothpaste all over the ledge of the bathroom sink so you lean on it (particularly when you have a face-to-face meeting)
- Leaving half drunk/ half eaten plates and cups of food all over you to 'discover' much too late
- Freaking out when you threw out my half finished 'art' projects and 'crafts'
- Asking "Who farted?" loudly, in public places
Love Sara
P.S. Still not sorry for the black lipstick I wore as a teenager!
P.P.S I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world!
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