How was your day, Mom?
He asks me that every day as he climbs into the car at the end of the school day. He cares, he really cares that son of mine.
After a long busy 12 hour night shift in the NICU, the mad drive home in go-to-work rush hour traffic followed by staying awake for just a couple hours more in order to take him to school and then enjoying the decadent pleasure of a 2 hour nap before picking him up from school, I can tell him with all the confidence that my day so far is pretty good. In fact, I tell him that it is great because I woke up like this.
I don’t get it, Mom.
Epic bed head, no makeup…I’m flawless, son.
I still don’t get it.
Fair warning to Queen Bey, Blue Ivy will someday soon be a teenager and she just might not see you as flawless anymore as our teenaged children often do. Enjoy these times now, Bey.
For now I am humbled and Beyoncé is indeed flawless.