This winter we purchased a table-tennis set that can be mounted in the dining room. The first time we played, N looked across the table at her oponent (me) and fiercely said "bring it".
Well, at that point, someone else was going to have to throw their game and salvage my kid's self esteem.
I know I'm her mom. I know I should have been proud of her for being so bold. And I was proud of her. I swelled with pride, actually, and then I brought it.
No comments:
Post a Comment