
My son the Mountain Man at 6am this morning; off for a two-day hike as part of his Duke of Edinburgh Bronze Award.
Bye Josh! Bye $800 worth of state-of-the-art wilderness essentials! Back to basics survival kit doesn't come cheap.
He was very excited. I waved him off then made a
macchiato to relax on the lounge in the early morning sun. Motherhood OCD got the better of me so I checked his room. And of course, spied his waterproof jacket with compass, torch, safety whistle and emergency Mars Bar attached. Thought: "Is today the day for lessons about consequences?" Decided "not today" and in pyjamas raced to the car.
I bolted up to the school with jacket. I was wary, because teenagers don't like their peers to know they talk to their parents. So I pulled up near his group of louts and honked. Tried to blend in, acted nonchalant then hollered "Yo, Dude!" until he could ignore me no longer.
"Death stare me all you like, you forgot this," I said as I tossed him his coat while burning rubber so his all friends would know how awesome I am. Some people are too cool to visibly sob with grateful relief; but a mother senses these things.
I was off with a screech of tyres and Backstreet Boys Greatest Hits full blast! I could see all the other kids looking -- yeah, you know I invented cool? And I'm pretty sure they were all wishing that they had a Momma who was so Dawg like me.
Bye Josh! Bye $800 worth of state-of-the-art wilderness essentials! Back to basics survival kit doesn't come cheap.
He was very excited. I waved him off then made a
macchiato to relax on the lounge in the early morning sun. Motherhood OCD got the better of me so I checked his room. And of course, spied his waterproof jacket with compass, torch, safety whistle and emergency Mars Bar attached. Thought: "Is today the day for lessons about consequences?" Decided "not today" and in pyjamas raced to the car.
I bolted up to the school with jacket. I was wary, because teenagers don't like their peers to know they talk to their parents. So I pulled up near his group of louts and honked. Tried to blend in, acted nonchalant then hollered "Yo, Dude!" until he could ignore me no longer.
"Death stare me all you like, you forgot this," I said as I tossed him his coat while burning rubber so his all friends would know how awesome I am. Some people are too cool to visibly sob with grateful relief; but a mother senses these things.
I was off with a screech of tyres and Backstreet Boys Greatest Hits full blast! I could see all the other kids looking -- yeah, you know I invented cool? And I'm pretty sure they were all wishing that they had a Momma who was so Dawg like me.