You consider driving madly down the highway
with your 7 year old daughter
changing from school clothes
into ballet outfit and naushing on a sandwich....
taking her out for dinner.



You count the sprinkles on each kid's
cupcake to make sure they're equal.

You know that the kids will remember
you playing ball with them out
on the street.
They will never remember
if their T-shirt was ironed.

My daughter when she was
about 4 or 5 would always
ask for ice cream to match her shirt.



You have time to shave only one leg at a time.

You hide in the bathroom to be alone.

You did not realize that bathing is a spectator sport

Your child throws up and you catch it.

You consider finger paint to be a
controlled substance.

You realize that Watermelon
and blue sprinkles are a wonderful
culinary delight.



You hope ketchup is a vegetable
because it's the only one your child eats.

You fast-forward through the scene
when the hunter shoots Bambi's mother.

You become a member of three aquariums
because your kid loves sharks.

You can't bear to give away baby clothes ...
it's so final.

You hear your mother's voice
coming out of your mouth
when you say,
"NOT in your good clothes!"

You adopted,long before you ever
had kids...."I will never ever ever
do what my mother did"...
only to hear those words swirl
around in you head
as you catch yourself
doing just that !!!

You stop criticizing the way
your mother raised you.

You lose sleep.

You realize that my Daddy
was right ,when he said...
"There will come a time in your life,
when you will realize,
the older you get...
the smarter your ol' man was!!!"



You use your own saliva
to clean your child's face.

You read that the average five-year-old
asks 437 questions a day
and feel proud that your kid
is "above average."

You say at least once a day,
"I'm not cut out for this job,"
but you know you
wouldn't trade it for
the world.

You now understand
what your Mom meant,
when she stroked your hair and said
" My Mom would have loved you"



My son caught me looking at him,
over a wonderful birthday dinner together,
and asks "what's up"
( knowing full well how melancholy that look is)
With a warm smile I responded
"How can you be celebrating your 23th birthday,
and I still feel like I am 28???
What is this??? New Math??!!??



E.A.R.







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