I made dinner.
And I know you’re probably thinking Well, whoop-de-doo, bitch. but you don’t understand. Because not only did I make dinner, but I did it while catering to a two year old who can’t walk due to twisting his ankle earlier, an infant who swears the bouncy seat is his mortal enemy…
I dropped my 14 year old freshman off at a student council lock-in. Shes brand new to the district and the school. She’s choosing to be very involved in StuCo so her college resume looks good. Proof I haven’t ruined at least one kid. Well, not yet, anyway.
But I’m feeling proud of myself, and her. I’ve raised an adaptable, contentious young woman who isn’t afraid to work hard to meet big goals.
Go us. We are BAMFers!