being the mom…
April 4th, 2009means not crying when you scrape your arm on the concrete slide, even if it hurts and you swear you’re now missing 1/4 of your arm. Being the mom also means looking enthusiastic when your 4 1/2 year old son excitedly asks you to do it again. And again. But, being the mom, you’ll from this point forward put the rough side down and next time wear long sleeves.