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It's bloody cold out there, which means I've gotta send my kid to school in a winter coat. Damn good thing, then, that I thrifted an entire snow suit (coat at one place, snow pants at another) for less than $20 almost a month ago. I didn't go in looking for winter gear, but I knew he would need it, because he's a kid and grew out of last year's, and it was there and looking pretty much new, so yeah, I bought it.
Good thing, too.
Instead of being sent into a panic that my kid isn't going to be warm enough today, I spent a few minutes this morning pulling his new-to-him coat from the closet and retrieving his mittens (still on idiot strings because he's really terrible at remembering where he's put stuff) from a drawer. The coat has a hood and he's not great at scarves, so I left that aside for now.
I don't feel like I'm the best parent. I try, I do, but I know me. It's little things like this that make me realize that I'm not doing such a bad job after all. Now if I could only get him to cut his damn fingernails and everything would be coming up Milhouse.
Good thing, too.
Instead of being sent into a panic that my kid isn't going to be warm enough today, I spent a few minutes this morning pulling his new-to-him coat from the closet and retrieving his mittens (still on idiot strings because he's really terrible at remembering where he's put stuff) from a drawer. The coat has a hood and he's not great at scarves, so I left that aside for now.
I don't feel like I'm the best parent. I try, I do, but I know me. It's little things like this that make me realize that I'm not doing such a bad job after all. Now if I could only get him to cut his damn fingernails and everything would be coming up Milhouse.
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