Good Afternoon
Good Afternoon

'Now that's a good mom'

Harrison recently started band, which meant he had to go to the high school for his first rehearsal.

As I pulled up that early morning, I wondered if I needed to accompany him inside as fathers and mothers of other fourth-graders were. Then I wondered aloud.

I really didn’t want to go in without makeup and in workout clothes, so I selfishly said, “You don’t need me to go in, right?”

As I brought the car to a stop and watched another mother toddling in her kid, I heard Harrison say, “Now that’s a good mom.”

A sense of guilt overcame me.

“OK, I will come in,” I said.

But Harrison popped the door open, grabbed his knapsack and trumpet case and said, “No, I can go in by myself,” as he smiled. “Bye, Mommy!”

Off to the gym I went, proud of both of us.

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