Stuck with me
by Cheryl, posted on August 24th, 2010 in Parenting
Sawyer went to his first sleepover.
It was at the house of someone we’ve known for a couple years. They have three boys; the middle one is Sawyer’s age. So although I felt bad foisting my kid on the mom, I figured, what’s one more boy? She can handle it!
Before we headed over, Sawyer and I had to have a talk. Because Sawyer loves the eldest son. To the point where he forgets which boy is his friend. And, of course, the friend gets upset.
Not cool.
So I reminded Sawyer which child he was there to play with, and that if he hurt his friend’s feelings, he’d be sent home.
We hung out for awhile when we got there. The youngest son is Sage’s age and they played a bit while X explored the playroom. I was chatting in the kitchen, helping myself to a nice hunk of bread.
Sawyer kept coming downstairs and asking me to leave.
Which we finally did. Clearly he had no idea I was a little anxious.
It was the first night Sawyer slept away from us. I wondered if I’d get a late-night call telling me he wanted to come home. A tiny part of me almost wished we would.
I should’ve known better.
At 10 p.m., I received this text: ”Sawyer started calling me Mommy. He’s mine now.”
Awesome.
He arrived home happy but tired the next day. He only played with the eldest kid a little bit, although he did ask if he could sleep in his room.
I had bigger concerns.
I asked him about calling someone else Mommy.
“Oh, yeah. I forgot you’re my Mommy. I like her better.”
The good thing is I’m not at all an insecure mother. I never go to bed at night thinking about what an awful job I’m doing, how I wish I was more patient, that I didn’t yell so much.
Because then I might be upset.
But, you know, when I really thought about it, I figure it’s just like when you find out your kid ate a plate of something he’d never eat at home. Food just tastes better at someone else’s house.
Moms are the same way. They’re probably nicer. They don’t put you in timeout. They let you stay up a little later. They’re just more fun.
Unfortunately for Sawyer, he’s stuck with me. Mean Mommy.
That is, until his next sleepover.
Tags: first sleepover, he likes another mommy better than me, mean mommy, too bad sucker you're stuck with me
cristina Says:
At least he’s honest. LOL.
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Cheryl Reply:
August 24th, 2010 at 12:05 pm
It IS always more fun somewhere else, isn’t it?
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