I’ve worked hard for my title as “cool mom” from the neighbor kids over the past five years.
It’s been a hugely competitive event with all the neighbor moms vying for the trophy.
(Seriously, not really)
Now that I’ve won the title of “coolest mom on the block” I’d like to let you in on my secret.
(Um, there isn’t a trophy or anything, but I’d like to think the other kids on the block envy my sons because they have such an cool and amazing mom.)
Cool mom defined
I should point out that my kids do NOT think I’m a cool mom (and that I’m cool with that.) I don’t want my kids to think of me as a giant friend or playmate. I’m their mom.
I am NOT advocating being “that” kind of cool mom.
I’m suggesting that having all the neighbor kids prefer to hang out in your front yard instead of lurking behind someone else’s garage is a pretty good thing.
(I don’t know about you, but I have vivid recollections of smoking grapevine behind the garage.)
(No. That’s not a euphemism. We’re talking about actual vine from a plant. It’s nasty.) [Read more...]