Just One Thing Do You Know
Youngest came home with a flyer from his teacher asking parents to purchase a book called: What We Are Thankful For... Seems every child in the class writes a few sentences on their life's blessings, a publisher packages it together and peddles it to parents for a mere $18.75.
But really, who can put a pricetag on priceless memories? Not me.
And I didn't even act bitter when realizing my six year-old beat me to a book deal. Instead, I coughed up the money and requested an autographed copy at the release party. Kid said he'd get back to me.
Future bestseller came out this week and I rushed through the pages with breathless anticipation. Page 7; there's my baby!
How's that for gratitude? Dad, friends, family, brother and even the techer.
No mention of the woman who wakes up with him to confront bad dreams. Zero shout-out for a mommy who nurses him through "the coughs" and "boo-boo tummies". Not a lick of appreciation for someone who helps with homework every night and suffers through a 1st grader tackling chapter books line-by-painful-line.
I smiled and told the little sh*t I was proud of him. What else could I say?
posted by kate @ 5:46 AM
6 comments
6 Comments:
Don't purchase the stinkin' book. Just photocopy all the pages and bind it together- it will cost way less than 18 bucks. Sorry the little mensch didn't mention you, but one day he will and he'll really mean it.
Oh dear, it's like you're some red-headed Chad Lowe and your son is Hilary Swank.
A thankless job, motherhood!
oh does that bring back memories or ungratefulness! trust me from experience, it will dawn on him later & will haunt him with years of guilt! or maybe that only happens if you were raised catholic...? of course, you will remind him of this constantly then, too! lol
Yeah, if there is anything Kate is the BEST at it's reminding people when they've slighted her, missed one of her events, didn't host for her said event, or the like. It's not even a question her babies will be aware of this later on at some point. But seriously, aww Kate. Sorry the little punk forgot you this time. :-)
And no ink for the grandparents who spoil the h__l out him every chance they get.
We quit
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