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Princess’ Catch of The Day
Nathan’s Catch of The Day (On Princess’ Pole)
My Catch of The Day
Thanks to my darling friend Lotus for hosting the Weekly Winners.
Tomorrow is Mouthwatering Monday! Don’t forget to come back and enjoy all the tonguegasmic fun and bring your own favorite recipe to share!
It’s a simple question.
“What was the best part of your day?”
I don’t think that enough parents ask it.. we’re in the second week of kindergarten and I watch parents in the pick up line, on their phones (not anymore THANK YOU Texas for passing no cell phones in school zones!), or exasparated and rushing, not paying attention to the glow on their child’s face. Too busy with their business, their life, their importance… too busy to remember that their child is more than an entry in their daily schedule.
You asking your child, in the car, at the dinner table, at bedtime.. whenever you can…
“What was the best part of your day today”
It will mean the world to your child. Trust me, it shows in the sparkle in their eyes, the flush in their cheeks and the slight increase and hitch in their breathing as the excitement overtakes them.
But, here’s the thing…
Asking your child:
“What was the best part of your day?”
Will become, The best and most treasured part of yours.
I got to Monkey’s pre-school today in time to see him lying on his nap-mat gnawing on his shirt with his boots on the floor and his feet in the air. This mom = proud! Monkey catches sight of me, and the grin that splits his face leaves me in a sloppy puddle of mommy goo in the doorway.
I grin at his teacher, Mrs. L (whom I A-DORE with a capital UH) and she says:
“Monkey, tell momma where you went today”
Monkey: “I went to yunch and I eated my pineapples and my capwee sun and my fwooot woll up”
Mrs. L: “Monkey, where else did you GO today?”
Monkey: “I went to wee-cess and then I yayed down...”
Mrs L. (rolling her eyes and suppressing a laugh): “Monkey, did you do a Big Boy thing today?”
Me: {catching on finally} “MONKEY! Did you go potty on the toilet like a big boy?”
Him: {lighting up like a 50 million candle-powered spotlight} “YES, Momma! I a big boy on da Potty!”
Me: “I’m SO Proud of YOU! You’re such a big boy!!!”
I picked him up, hugged him and gave him a big kiss.
He looks at me, grabs my face in his two chubby hands and says:
“Momma, I’m so proud of YOU”
