I Think I’m A Sap

Or so I was told last night at Lucas’ hockey practice.

It came out at Tuesday’s practice that I still fix lunch for Zach…and breakfast, and I still wake him up ~ OK, so maybe it’s a bit much to still wake up my 15 year old but I only have him for another three years, what’s the harm, really?

Last night I drew grief from the dads…they gave me heck about breakfast and lunch (they didn’t even know I still wake Zach up so I guess I’ll catch even more grief once this little tidbit gets out!). Stop making his lunch for him, they said.  He knows where the food is and he can do it, they said.  THEN they found out I switched phones with Zach for the night. I gave him my iPhone and took his whatever-the-heck-he-has. His phone was low on battery ~ actually dead ~ and he was trying to find a ride home from the rink with after his hockey practice (which ends at 10 p.m. and is on the other side of town from where we live.) I wanted to make sure he could call Stan if he needed to pick him up, just in case his ride fell through, so I gave him my fully charged phone and took his dead as a doornail phone. The dads said I was too nice! I need to be more mean and strict and stern…NEVER give my kids my phone, they said!  If his phone isn’t charged, too bad, they said.

I think I’m just being a mama…mamas are the caretakers. They make sure the kids are fed, watered, awake, asleep, bandaged and, too a certain degree, coddled ~ or at least this mama does. When I told Zach all the dads said I was too nice, making breakfast, lunch and making sure his awake with his feet on the floor each morning he looked at me with a perplexed expression and said “I love you, Mommy!” Awwwwww shucks, Zach! I’ll keep being a sap for you and your siblings!

Ahhhhhh, for the love of my children…

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