There are so many things I love about being a mom, but my favourite of all is the power I have to embarrass my children.
Sometimes it takes everything within me to resist. It might be a simple “I love you” shouted in their direction, or a kiss planted at just the
right wrong time. Maybe it is that moment, when you ask a friend of theirs a personal question, or you cant resist saying something out of line while driving a car full of their friends.
Most of my favourite moments are unrehearsed, unplanned. They are moments when I suddenly become tempted, and cannot resist.
This is one of my very best such moments. My son was in fifth class in school. In other words he was eleven years old. I dropped him to school as well as his sister. As I was about to drive away I saw he had forgotten his homework journal which hfallen out of his schoolbag. I picked it up and headed into the busy packed school yard.
All the children gather here every morning until the bell rings. Then they go into their class line, and out comes their teacher, who they then follow into school.
My sons class were just gathered in line when I arrived. He was chatting with his friends. As I drew close his eye caught sight of me. In that moment I saw one thing loud and clear.
It was fear. He was mortified to see me approach. His friends picked up on his discomfort and drew around. It was in that moment that temptation hit me. It hit me real hard. I did not have the ability to resist.
As I came closer he looked at me horrified, “Mom, why are you here?”. I looked at his little face, all embarrassed and his friends waiting expectantly for my answer and it just popped out, “T, you know why I’m here! You forgot to give me my Goodbye kiss”.
The poor fella. He went purple with embarrassment. His friends were speechless. Quickly I pulled his journal out from behind my back and said, “Ah I’m only joking, you forgot your journal”, and I handed it over.
To this day it is one of my very favourite memories.
I don’t think my children will ever be able to afford the therapy they will need in the years to come to recover from childhood. I on the other hand have had a ball.