I keep reminding myself that my son will be an incredible man someday if I can just get him to use his powers for good and not for...well, evil. As long as I parent, I will never understand how one child can switch sides as quickly and seemingly effortlessly as my super boy.
Prime example....last week Thursday. So my mom and two of my sisters and I headed on out shoe shopping with my two kids in tow. During the excursion, I am struck (yes, struck) with a horrific case of the flu. By the grace of God alone, I make it back to my house...just don't ask the guy in the red truck what he saw me do in a shoe box at one unfortunate intersection. I know! I stumble through the back door and push the automatic garage door button in a lame attempt to contain the children. I make my way to my bed, then bathroom, then bed, then bathroom...you get the idea. Meanwhile, Super boy, kindly directs his sister to her bedroom where, I kid you not, he helps her put on a diaper, tucks her in, sings a song to her, sneaks out, and proceeds to fetch me Gatorade...on ice! Seriously!
The next day, the same boy, throws an award winning fit for all to witness at the local library. He actually screams, "You're a bad mommy!" while I, with the appearance of calmness, check-out. Super boy tops off the tantrum with a threat to throw the library's neatly tri-folded brochures into the trash. The librarian's eyes were pleading with me to leave. This was followed by Super boy, the same boy, throwing water onto our bathroom walls and, as if to top himself, cutting his sister's shirt, and here's the cherry on top, lying about it.
So there you have it. The good, bad, and even worse of motherhood. I get the ups and downs. I get the most "i love you"'s but I also get the occasional "You're a bad mommy!". And I'll take it all...and keep working on helping him use his powers for good.