It makes me happy that my kids still want me to walk them to the bus stop. What makes me even happier is that they still like it when I'm silly around their friends. Yesterday I walked to the bus stop with the kids, and I was in a jolly mood. Lydia started me in on our game (which originated with my father) of pretending that we have rules against smiling or laughing. I very sternly tell all the kids that we must not laugh or smile, or else there will be punishments. "No Laughing, only Crying!" This, of course produces laughter from the kids (fake at first). I have to get more insistent that no one laugh. "And we don't hug either, only smacks!" More laughter. More insistence. So it goes, until I can't help but crack a smile or laugh myself. Then I have to start spanking myself, or hitting myself in the head. Now the kids are rolling.
A few minutes later I was singing "YMCA" and crazy disco dancing, with the Ed Grimly dance thrown in there a few times. As the bus pulled away, I Ed Grimlyed some more. It makes me extremely happy that Lydia still likes it when I act silly in front of all her friends! She's not embarrassed by her weirdo mom, not yet anyway
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