Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Confessions of a Mommy

When I first started working in Early Childhood Education (which is just a fancy way of saying I worked at a daycare), I had a particular little boy in my class. This little boy could recite with amazing clarity and never missing a beat or lyric, rap every single hip-hop song out at that time. He was about 3 years old. He however did not know his colors. Or shapes. Or any of the essentially simple things we went over in class ever day.

Confession #1: I TOTALLY judged his mom. Granted she had four kids and a full time job that she was juggling on her own which I completely respected. But c'mon?!?!?!? Perfectly enunciated lyrics, but no colors.

Fast forward to today. Boomer starts kindergarten next week. (Mommy is having issues with that.) We were listening to the local pop station and Boomer was singing along. I love hearing her sing. It warms my heart. She kept singing, and we kept listening.

Confession #2 : T-Pain's "Booty Work" came on and as I heard my child say 'left cheek, right cheek...' I had a flashback to that little boy and I lost my mind for a minute. I don't want to be 'That Mom' at her new school. We have been listening to the classical station the rest of this week.

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