It was another banner morning for yours truly, again over the morning routine and the need to get out the door in time to catch the bus. I'll give you some quick background. Lauren is my dreamer. We like to say she lives in "Lauren Land" where only she can go and they know her there. It must be a beautiful place because she can so easily get lost in her head, oblivious to the world around her. Lest you worry, believe me she's happy there, perfectly peaceful and in a state of bliss. She even blurrs the line between this world inside her head and reality at times. Case in point: At back to school night the grandmother of a classmate of hers (who I know well) came up to me and said, "Well where were you today?""What do you mean?" I asked.
"Lauren said you were coming to have lunch with her today."
"Oh really? That's the first I've heard of it." I said.
This is cute and a nice little story, but the real truth of the matter is I see myself so clearly in her and it's a bit scary. The mirror of motherhood is turned on me.
So this morning, we're about to fly out the door including a shoeless, sockless Lauren. I'm quick with her and snip about the fact that getting ALL the way ready for school means putting shoes and socks on as well, it's a reminder I repeat almost daily.
At the bus stop I took her in my arms and said, "Lauren I'm sorry I was so irritated this morning, I'm just getting frustrated that you don't remember all the parts of getting yourself ready. I'm sorry."
"It's okay mom, I like you anyway." Big hug back. Pile on of John, Lauren, Allie, Sunny all at the end of the driveway (a.k.a. the bus stop). If you know the book above, you see it's almost verbatim. Only, in our version she says LIKE instead of LOVE. Should I be worried?
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No honey, she has to love you. Liking you is really cool.
(if it helps, Owen gets plopped in the car w/ his shoes, socks, and sandwich to wait for the preschool bus- otherwise I would have been swinging from the ceiling fan weeks ago...)
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