Yesterday, my little monkey went with his dad to some rock quarry for the day. The kid is fascinated with crystals and he had a fantastic time. When the got to the gift shop, he begged his dad to get a necklace for me. He came home so proud, bursting with excitement at the gift he'd brought. He couldn't wait to get inside the house, so out on the porch he carefully drew the necklace from a brown paper bag, and handed it to me beaming.
It was beautiful! Here I am wearing it:
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lawchick at 2010-07-30
It's pale pink, with silver threads wrapped around it on a silver chain. The monkey announced, "Mom, I know how you love necklaces; this is for your collection, because I love you." Then he asked me to wear it to work today, and to tell him what other people said about it. It was so very cute.
When he came home from school today (he's in summer school - today was the last day...) I opened up his notebook from the year and found this damning entry:
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lawchick at 2010-07-30
And there you have it. Cat's totally outta the bag. On Mothers Day I ate.....snacks! Those snacks on the table look like cheese puffs, right?! Right??!!! Yeah. I thought family was supposed to have your back. Apparently there's no such thing a secret over at the shrinkinglawchick abode.
While we're laughing it up, let's look at this gem of an entry that clearly signals a long and prosperous relationship for some shrink out there when the monkey hits adulthood:
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lawchick at 2010-07-30
Paging Dr. Freud....Paging Dr. Freud.....
Just thought I'd share.....