Friday, September 25, 2009

Joy defined

There are some things about motherhood that I won't miss as I finish the "raising" part of mothering. Whether or not the other kids will play with mine, whether or not to take them to the doctor when they run a fever, will they make the team, but mostly, will they get asked to the dance. I know its a dumb thing, but to girls it is so much more important than it is to boys. I know my daughter is beautiful, I know she is funny, so why do boys make you sweat it out. So another year another Homecoming dance...the room stays cleaner (in hopes it gets decorated) the door is answered much more quickly (in case its a drop off), and the mood swings are coming faster and faster....AND THEN...the doorbell rings.





at the front door a carton of "loaded" mint chocolate chip ice cream, with scoop attached and a note saying "Homecoming would be "loaded" with fun if you would go with me...so eat up.

The scoop is detached...



the ice cream is dumped into a bowl...



The note wrapped in plastic wrap is found



Surprise...(not, girlfriends talk) the smile finally comes and all is right with the world again.





2 comments:

lisa said...

Hey, I like that sweater Jess is wearing...could you please steal it from her and mail it to me? I would "borrow" it myself, but I'm too far away. Oh, and how did she answer?

Ron and Paula said...

Have fun at homecoming Jessie!