The other day we were leaving a friends house after a much needed play date. We were saying our goodbyes at the door. It was taking longer than need be standing at my neighbors door in the desert heat, so I said, "Say goodbye friend!" We then walked on down the walk as John mumbles, "Bye, AJ." He then quickly says to me, "Mom! Don't say that! Goodbye friend!" (In his most mocking voice)
At that very moment I realized that I embarrassed him. I did something too babyish. I then said, "Oh! I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." I really meant it too. I have felt the same emotions more times than I can count.
Then the sweet boy said, "Oh, Mama. It's ok," as he ran up to put his skinny arm around my waist.
You see. He really felt bad for me for being so lame. He felt the sweeping emotions of being embarrassed of me and then feeling sorry for me in less than a minute.
Oh, the pains of growing up.
Here's the rub.
It's so much more painful for me!
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