Sunday, March 20, 2011

Maybe there's hope - Mom of Two

It seems to be an every day event that I have to ask/beg/plead for my son to do anything around the house or any of his homework. At the dinner table he leans back on his chair and inhales his food like he just got back from show survivor, barely taking a second to breathe let alone have a conversation. When the family is going out he does not graciously open the door for his younger sister or me. He rather makes a mad dash to the car knocking not only his sister and the dog over but the trash cans as well just to secure the front seat.

Then it happened! He took a “friend” that happens to be a girl out to dinner for her birthday. At first I did not recognize the boy who walked around the car to open the door for her and then the gate to the yard. As they slowly walked to the front door, I realized it was my son. After they came in he not only introduced her to me, but offered her a seat and asked if she wanted anything to drink. I must have been in shock for it took all of a couple of minutes to finally say something. It was a good visit and then they were off. As I sat there I was amazed at what just took place. Did MY son really act like a sincere gentleman….opening doors, gates and offering seats and being oh so polite?!? My night went on as usual but I kept recalling the images of my boy all grown up and becoming a gentleman.

Two hours later I was still in my euphoric state when I hear him come through the door. I beam at him and say that I really liked his friend. I then notice the time and how late it is, I remind him its trash day tomorrow and ask him to move the cans to the curb. He proceeds to tell me no that he doesn’t want to and lay off of him he just got home.

Crud….it really was all a dream! Then again maybe there is hope of that gentleman returning.    

Mom of Two

Movie Moms

To say that I am a movie buff would be putting it lightly!! I love movies and not only do I love them but I can remember not only lines but other details as well from movies. Needless to say it can be quite annoying for some of my family and friends. They absolutely hate it when I guess what is going to happen and then it turns out exactly the way I said…and these are movies I haven’t seen before. Ok, that does sound very annoying. I’m going to have to work on that.
Anyway, movie moms are usually so fake and we all know this. Honestly there has only been one mom…ok maybe two out of I don’t know how many moms that I know of that come to their child’s baseball game in heels or looking as if they are about to go on a drive through the wine country. The true moms are the ones that show up in their old jeans and t-shirts; hair pulled back not with a pony tail but rather just pulled back so many times it now stays that way permanently, and whatever makeup has stayed on since 5:30am when they started their day. However, there is one movie mom that I can semi relate to…not that I look like her in anyway cause this actress is beyond beautiful and perfect but the part she plays is at least a little closer to a real mom.
The movie is “One Fine Day” and the mom try’s to do it all and be it all for her son. Also, no matter how put together she tries to be, she gets runs in her nylons and her son spills ice cream on her and I know a lot of moms like that. No matter how hard I try…. The dog will come up and rub his hair on me before I walk out the door, I end up sitting on something white when I’m wearing black….well you get the picture. I just don’t understand how people look so put together ALL day. It’s really quite annoying but I am VERY envious. Well back to my movie… I don’t want to ruin it for you but let’s just say I would love to have that kind of ending to my day but out of the two things that did happen to her, I KNOW which one is more likely to happen to me. Take a guess…
She’s at home fixing dinner and the spaghetti sauce spills all over her white shirt. The door bell rings and when she opens the door its George Clooney looking oh too cute. YUP…I think we ALL know which one now.   

Mom of 2