Im so glad I have such a sweet perceptive little boy.

So, the Mommy and Me luncheon went so well.

As soon as I arrived (quite literally I wasnt even in the classroom yet) BS came running to me and threw himself in my arms. In one whole breath he says "Mommy! Im so glad you came, I was scared you werent coming, Little boy X's mommy isnt coming, and I told him MY mommy was, and he told me you werent" big big breath, "so I told him you were too coming, but he said if his mommy wasnt here, my mommy wouldnt be here either." Well thats kinda hateful to say, but I bet little boy X was just upset his Mommy wasnt there.

The teacher had all the kids line up, so they could get ready to start the play they have been working on for the Mommys. I just love watching 5 year olds who are excited trying to stand still. They were all just a wiggling and twirling. Each one was looking at their respective mommy and waving or smiling. They put on A play about spring time, and my boy had a SOLO PART! I had tears just dripping down my face.

THEN, THEN, in an effort to make my swollen heart just explode they sang "You Are My Sunshine." Which is so sweet in itself, but its the song I used to sing to MY mommy after she would reprimand me when I was like 5 years old. My eyes running like they were a faucet, and afterwards, that sweet little boy I keep bragging about, called me out. All those 5 year olds are still standing in the front of the classroom, and he turns to his teacher, and hollars "Mrs. Kindergarten Teacher MY mommy CRIED THE WHOLE TIME!" Apparently Im raising a class clown, all the kids and mommies cracked up. Thanks kid, I just love being called out like that. LMAO.

The kids served us drinks and food, and gave us the things that had made for us. Oooo yall,the teacher had them babies write us a book! My boys book was all about how much he loves it when I play with him and his brother outside, and how we take walks together, and how we play with legos and stuff. Im so glad to know these are the things hes gonna remember when he grows up. There was a section in the book that asked him what his mommy always forgets, and it was left blank. I thought it was because I forget things all the time, and he didnt know what to put, so I asked him about it. He said there was nothing there, because I dont forget anything. Cue the waterworks again.

It was such a wonderful afternoon.

As if all that stuff wasnt enough, this perceptive kid tells me in the car on the way home that be doesnt care what CrazyPants says hes gonna love me anyway (CrazyPants tells him hes supposed to hate me) and that Im good mom ( CrazyPants also tells him Im a bad mom, thats why hes supposed to hate me).

Thank you so much BS5, you made me feel like a good mom again, you made me want to try harder for you and your baby brother. You reminded me that I dont need to even consider CrazyPants's opinion of me and my mothering skills. The only opinions that should matter is yours and your baby brothers. Youre right baby, I am a good mom. I dont settle for being an ok mom. You two are going to be my only priortity from now on. I will not focus my love, attention, or affection on a child who lives in this house and resents me for it. Thank you baby, I love you.