On Being Useful

You know, when we think of our children, we want them to be happy in life, we want them to do what they love, we want them to have amazing relationships, and we want them to think of their lives as having some point, some usefulness.

Well, my parents must be SO proud of me!  Yes, I'm happy, yes I do what I love both in work and play, yes I have amazing relationships, AND, as of now, I find I'm fulfilling the usefulness piece as well.  How did I find out?  I bet you're wondering.  Here's how it went.


In the process of making my bed I found a crumpled up piece of paper.  Hmmmmmm.

Turns out it was a ZAP (a thing teachers give kids when they don't turn something in on time - Zeros Are Prohibited).

Me:  "What's this?"

Little guy:  "Oh, I found that in the library book I checked out.  It's not mine."

Me:  "OK, so why was it in my bed?"

Little guy:  "Well, after you fall asleep I always put my bookmark on you.  You're useful mom."


Well, there ya go!  Yes siree bobbers, this girl is USEFUL!

(So what if it's in a bedside table kind of way...it's awesome!)