need humility? have kids.

Oh, how parenting keeps me humble.

Taylor, my spirited strong willed one….has always kept me on my toes.

At home.
And in public.
But, mostly his “shows” are just when he’s around me or his dad.

Then the moment he steps into the care of ANYONE ELSE, his halo comes out and people absolutely delight in him.

Once he started school, his halo made a permanant appearance, and at every parent/teacher conference they absolutely gushed over my son, and I had to ask several times….

“You mean Taylor???  Taylor SALDANA????  The one who THROWS himself on the floor in public simply because the sky is blue???”

I admit, yes….he IS a pleasure and incredibly sweet and oh so very tender hearted….but at that age it seemed to be so very tucked WAYYYYYY under the screaming insane temper tantrums.

{the ones we had to start recording to prove we weren’t really liars.}

But, Chloe.

Oh sweet happy go lucky, just wants to make people happy, Chloe.

While a bit fiesty (like her mama), her passion to make you smile just overshadows it all.

She snuggles and giggles and laughs and sings and dances and is just sooooo happy.

Because of this, I couldn’t WAIT to get her into preschool to show off my AMAZING parenting skills, because…

“Look!  She does tricks!  And she’s HAPPY!  And this is all because of ME and my amazing parenting!!!”

But then school began….and my humbling took place.

Every week.

For 10 months.

Although, I think maybe we had 2 good months, so to be fair I’ll say 8.

Nearly every week when I drop off Chloe, it seems as though the teachers suddenly find themselves VERY busy.

Nearly every week I have had the pleasure of having a parent/teacher conference when I pick up my SWEET little beautiful and STUBBORN girl, Chloe.

You can only imagine my confusion.

THIS was the child I was supposed to hear all the amazing wonderful “She’s such a pleasure to have in class, and we LOVE the tricks you’ve taught her you WONDERFUL AMAZING PARENT who created all this on PURPOSE!!!”

Instead, I have her teachers number on speed dial, a warm seat in the principals office, and sorrowful looks from the parents who watch me each and every week “stay after class.”

My humbling only continued last week when I may have started crying at 8:30 in the morning, while I stood in my “outside pajamas” (sans bra), staring at said SWEET daughter who was in the midst of FREAKING THE EFF OUT in the middle of the preschool hallway.

{if you thought that sentence lasted forever, try standing in a public hallway watching your childs head spin.}

And all because I wanted her to start saying “hi,” or at the very least wave to her principal when she was greeted every morning.

I know.

I’m a terribly mean mother.

I don’t even allow wire hangers.

One thing about parenting I’ve learned is that you can’t take credit for ANYTHING.

Never ever brag, and never ever judge another mother.

Because their humbling is happening, you just may not get the chance to see it in public like others get to see mine.

{it’s like they know i need blog material or something. my word.}

What has your kid done to embarass you lately?
Feeling humble?

© 2012 “Le Musings of Moi”