On Friday, after a very long, busy, and tiring week, I was walking up a hill with Jack and Caroline in the jogger. Feeling a lump rise in my throat as I thought of all I could've and should've done to be more of an engaging parent this week, I said, "Jack, I want to be a good mom to you! I'm going to do better!"
He said, "It's all good, Mom. You're doin' great."
And then he winked at me (one of his sweeeet 4-year-old skillz.)
Man, this boy is a product of his dad. And it was just what I needed.
