So Noah came home from his dad's house a couple weeks ago and his dad had trimmed his hair. He had just trimmed around the edges. The problem...Noah has TONS of hair and so you can't trim, it has to be thinned and all that crap. So then Noah decided to trim his own bangs last Tues. Well it looked bad, really bad so after school I took him to Sports Clips. In order to fix the hair it had to be cut....short....Noah likes his hair long so I knew it was going to be a bad day. As he was getting his haircut in the chair he was trying not to cry and mouthing that he hated me. After we were all done he got in the car and let loose. He yelled and told us all he hated us and on and on. Luke and Isaac were both crying and at some point in his ramblings he told me to shut up. Well I lost it. He got a big old loud lecture from his mom. He had to apologize to his brothers and I promised him he would pay for the way he was acting. Yes, one of my finer moments. So we got home and he went on and on about his hair, how he hated it and how I had ruined his life. Oh, did I mention that was the day I went to the doctor and found out about my foot so I was already feeling pretty good about my day. After about two hours of him ranting and raving about his hair he calmed down. Then he said to me.....
I think I like my haircut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You have freaking got to be kidding me. I just had to breathe deep. And take a few more deep breaths and then laugh. What else could I do?
"A heart is a kingdom conquerable only by love. One smile, one hug, one kiss from you and I know you hold the key to the kingdom of my heart. What kingdoms lie awaiting you my Little Prince Charmings?"
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The other day I was with Jennifer and some of her kiddos. One of them was being so mean to her and it broke my heart. Not that my kids don't make me cry, but it is so sad to watch somebody I love so much be treated so awful. I stood up for her. Not that it helped, but at least her kids know where I stand. I love her kids but I love her more and no human being should be treated that way.
That being said, as a mom, you are treated that way. Unfortunately. :( it's our job to teach our kids that it's not right to treat people like that and we have to teach them that over and over again. Sometimes when my kids are making me question my worth I say to them, "I am not a mean person, people like me." I mostly say it to remind myself. I want to remind you- you are not a mean person and PEOPLE LIKE YOU!
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