Like Mother Like Son…
…….So fast forward about 22 years and there we were – at a crowded rest stop, walking through the double doors with my 5 year old holding one hand and my 4 year old holding the other.
Like a Mother Hen, I am protectively shuffling my babies through packed entrance doors when my youngest son’s flip flop comes flying off and lands on the other side of the walkway.
In the brief seconds that follow, I see my son take a quick inventory of the crowd and the fact that they stopped and are waiting on him.
Instead of getting his shoe and moving out of the way, he sees that everyone is watching him, he looks around at the crowd and breaks into song! I’m talking arms out, belting his lyrics as though he has waited his whole life for this very moment!
As the mom of this little “show stopper”, I am caught between two feelings- one is that we need to get this shoe and get out of the way for everyone. Meanwhile the other part of me is trying not to crack up laughing as I am thinking “Yup. That’s MY boy!” 😂