Today we made new batches of homemade playdough. My kitchen was a little messy as we had three different people cooking up batches. It smelled yummy, however, because we made Kool-Aid Playdough. Before we could eat dinner, the kiddos had to clean up cookie cutters, toothpicks, clumps of playdough on the floor, and I had to snap pictures of really cool creations. My 15 month old encountered playdough for the first time. He thought it smelled and felt fabulous. Unfortunately, he thought he needed to taste it. He quickly learned that he might want to nibble on a cheese stick instead.
I also have a bag of rice waiting to be dyed with food coloring to refresh our sensory bin. In my closet is a box of paint, glitter, and bottles of glue. Yes, we have glue sticks for those quick projects but sometimes you just need a little liquid glue. (And liquid glue allows you to paint your hand with glue and peel it off later. Yes, I’m an adult. I promise.)
I’m not just a playdough mom. I also rock my babies to sleep as long as I can. There can never be too many read alouds. Dirty faces and hands are beautiful. I am an organizational failure. Seriously. I lose my to do lists more than once a day. Planning? Forget it. I am a helpless basket case when it comes to planning. Fancy, themed bento box lunches? Um, grab yourself a pb&j, sweetheart. Those fabulous birthday cakes that look too good to eat? Hey, here’s a bottle of sprinkles. Yes, you can shake them on the cake all by yourself.
So, what kind of mom are you? Glitter makes you shudder? Liquid glue brings you to your knees crying for mercy? Wow! What a fabulous mom you are!! Never read aloud because audio books are your best friend? Outstanding. Keep rockin’ it , momma. Playdough is only once a year and only outside? Mom, you are amazing.
You manage how many medical appointments for you cutie pie each week? You understand and teach higher math? My. Hero. Not only are you a mom but an author, too? Thanks for giving me a new book to read! Wait. You are a single mom working your patootie off to take care of your kiddos? Keep it up, mom. They will never doubt your love for them. Working overtime this week to make ends meet? Praying you find time to relax. Yoga pants are your best friend? Hey, you go, girl. I myself love a nice, worn out pair of jeans with a flannel shirt. (Here’s hoping it gets cold enough to wear one.)
Why not give your fellow moms a high five and tell them to keep up the good work. You might want to wash the glitter off your hands first. Just a thought.