mother's day
The Babe made me a picture at school for a Mother's Day gift. The front of it is a print of her hand with a heart in the center, and there is a nice little poem that goes with it.
On the back, she drew a picture of me, and there were spaces where she had to answer questions about me. Her teacher obviously wrote in whatever it was that The Babe said:
My mother is _______ years old. The Babe answered 22. LOL
She likes to eat _______. The Babe answered lasagne. Correct!
I love her because _________. The Babe answered because "she gives me what I want". Hmmmmm...
She likes to ________. Work. The Babe thinks I like to work.
That last one has me bothered. #1, I don't really like to work. Who likes to work? But #2, it makes me feel like she thinks I would rather be working than doing things with her; and that makes me sad.
Maybe I am overly sensitive because I work at home, and it is pretty often that The Babe or The Boy will ask me to play Memory, or build a zoo, or have a tea party, or whatever, and I have to say that "Mommy can't right now. Mommy needs to work." I *always* feel terrible that I have to work and not play. I'd rather play. I feel as though they are trapped in this boring old house with a no-fun, has to work mommy... and now here it is. On my mother's day picture. "Mommy likes to work" *sigh* I wish it said "Mommy likes to bake cookies" or "Mommy likes to read me stories". But no. "Mommy likes to work". :(
posted by erika @ 1:11 AM
6 Comments:
Oh honey, I KNOW! I know. Usually when I put L.O. down for a nap or bedtime and I tell her I have to go, she askes,"you going to work momma?"
UGH!
((hugs))
At least she got your age correct!
(((hugs)))
T thinks I like to go to the grocery store, work on the computer and go to the gym. He also drew me with black hair. I think these questions catch them off guard and the first they just say the first thing that comes to mind. ((HUGS))
I'd be afraid to ask, but of course now I will.
(((hugs)))
Maybe she confuses "work" with other random internet time. I know, me just being on the computer Lucas assumes I am "working my job"- kwim?
My heartbreaking moment was when S told me that I'm always leaving her... *hugs*
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