Yes it has. I have now officially become an embarrassment to my child.
You know it happens to other parents but you never imagine it will happen to you. After all, you imagine you're different to all the other mums, there will never come a time when your child criticises your clothes or your hair or your {whatever}, you're the 'cool' mum, I mean c'mon, you're a 'life artist!' {read scrapbooker! LOL}. But sadly my day has come.
Katarina has gone off on her Year 6 residential week away today and kindly turned down my offer of coming up to school at 11:30 this morning to wave her off on the bus. "No, you'll embarrass me" she says. I, obviously being the great 'cool' mum, respected her wishes and agreed to just take her, and her luggage, to school in the hopes that I would at least get to say my goodbyes and perhaps a kiss. Who was I kidding?
LOL! I was lucky if my lips managed to graze her cheek by the fleetest of touches. Oh well, I am proud of her. Proud that she is so self-assured and confident. Proud that she feels able to just go off in to, for her, unknown and not feel that she has to cling on to mum.
And secretly pleased that at home, away from prying eyes, she still loves to snuggle up to her mum for hugs and kisses...
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