Wednesday, May 20, 2009

I was going to be the perfect mother untill.......

It was Caib's fifth grade talent show today. We had been sitting in the, slightly, too warm gym for almost an hour and a half. Caib was the second to last kid on the program. We had been ....., well I had been enjoying an array of amusing to serious talents. Singing, piano playing, skits, musical instrument pieces, art work and Cowboy poetry (Caib). Chance had been enjoying anything but all the talent that had been so painstakingly practiced for weeks.
Not two minutes before Caib is supposed to perform and I, the perfect mother, am supposed to record it on my fancy digital camera. Chance comes back in to the gym for the, oh, say 20th time from getting a drink. Only this time his shirt is soaking wet. Fine no big deal, until Chance decides he doesn't want to wear a wet shirt. Off comes his shirt and me, in my attempt to be the perfect mother, try to get him to put it back on with out anyone noticing my half stripped child. Unlike his other brothers he has very little sense of modesty, or understanding of dress code.(what do you expect, He's three?) It didn't work so in my further attempt to be a perfect mother I ignored him as I recorded Caib's Talent, meanwhile Chance takes off again, on parade, to the drinking fountain. (sigh) No matter how I tried Chance would not put on a wet shirt. So, the talent show ends, the house lights come on and luckily all I got was amused dads and understanding looks from mothers.

I have concluded, Chance is not on this earth to enjoy others experiences. He's here to experience life for himself. And so he shall. Meanwhile, I will continue to remember that I was going to be the perfect mother.

4 comments:

Adams Family said...

The question is, do we get to see the video of Caib's Poem?

Julie Harward said...

Don't feel bad Mom...Wayne County boys have been known to do alot worse...if you know what I mean! LOL

Techno Grandma said...

That's OK. Steven used to go to the school playground to play at age 2--followed older kids-- then take off his diaper which he'd messed and the secretary would call, laughing, and suggest I come and get him.
Mine have done worse. Sigh!!!

Boy Mom said...

Doesn't it feel good to let go of trying to do all the perfect mother things and just let them experience life. I enjoy motherhood so much more now that I've quit worrying about all the embarrassment I think I'll experience.