Wednesday, June 6, 2012

An Embarrassment of Love

It's beginning! And I don't like it one bit!!

The other day on the way to school my daughter asked if I would be one of the drivers for her field trip.

"Please mom," she said with her sweet, sweet smile. "We need a car that can take five kids and that's what you have."

I agreed and, instead of walking with Child #2 to his first grade classroom I detoured across the playground to check in with Child #1's teacher about field trip driving.

"Wait a minute," said my daughter when she noticed I was still behind her. "Where are you going?"

"To tell you teacher I'll drive. Remember? That thing you asked me to do five minutes ago?"

"Oh," she said with a grimace. "Maybe you should just email her or something."

Because it was morning and I'm never at my best in the morning I still didn't understand what was happening. "No, that's okay," I told her. "I'm here and I'll just check in right now."

"Okay, but mom," she hissed, looking at me like I was the bearer of contagious disease, "let's say good bye out here and PLEASE don't walk in with me."

That's when it clicked. "Are you embarrassed of me?" I asked.

Could be a good look for me!
Now I wish I could say I'm the kind of mom who respects her children's boundaries and doesn't delight in making them squirm a little, but that would be lying and I strive for honesty on this blog.

"How could you be embarrassed of your cute little mother?" I asked while hugging her, kissing her and generally ignoring the fact that she was elbowing me in the stomach in an attempt to get away.

In the end I capitulated and let her run to her classroom ahead of me. My good bye was restrained to a brief wave (ignored and unreturned). I went back to Child #1's classroom and he let me give him a big hug and kiss which was some consolation.

But it left me wondering two things. First, how many more years I'll have with him before kisses get me elbowed in the stomach? And, second whether I could pull off a bathrobe, slipper, hair in curlers morning drop-off look. I mean, if nothing else, shared embarrassment is good material for sibling bonding. See what a good mom I am! Always putting my kids first.


Shell Flower said...

It's so adorable when your kid is embarrassed to be seen with you. She wants you to drive for the field trip, though, so you must not be too ultra embarrassing, as long as you don't speak to her or touch her the whole time, right? LOL. My son went through this from about 12 to 15, but pretty much got over it. Now he thinks I'm sort of cool...sort of.

Great LOLcat pictures there. Purrfect. I love the momma cat licking the kitten one. OMG.

Wendy Paine Miller said...

Whenever I change out of PJs my kids ask where I'm going. Or if I am visiting their school for any reason there's always the polite request that I won't show up in my PJs. This stuff cracks me up.
~ Wendy

Carol Kilgore said...

Oh yes. Parents know nothing and must not be acknowledged in public. Ever.

Jenny S. Morris said...

Thinking about the day this happens to me makes me SAD. So I will lie to myself and say it will never happen. ;0)

~Sia McKye~ said...

LMAO! I merely threatened mine with that bathrobe embarrassment if he did something major in school that embarrassed Dad and I. I only had to wear the bathrobe once (over my clothes to the office) to meet with him and the principle. I told him the next time I'd walk to his classroom and add the curlers. Only takes once to convince them.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Go for the curlers! Or wrap foil around your head like in the movie Signs. Or wear a Halloween costume.
Yeah, good thing I don't have kids.

Connie J Jasperson said...

Nowadays I embarrass my adult children in public places, looking at it as a sport, and my grandkids enable me.

How long will it tkae me to dig the exact change for this carton of milk out of my (new, purchased just for this event) coin-purse?

Oops. Dropped that dime, have to start over...


Neurotic Workaholic said...

It shows that your daughter is growing up, though I'm willing to bet she'll grow out of that embarrassed-about-everything phase eventually. We all go through it, especially because when we're younger we really want to look "cool".

Jennifer Lane said...

The woman in rollers looks a bit like actress Glenn Close! I don't have kids but that must be painful to have them shun you when you do EVERYTHING for them. Hopefully it's just a phase?

Sarah Ahiers said...

You know, i don't think i was ever embarrased by my mom when she came in to school. I don't know why

Anonymous said...

I'm gearing up for finding out how to drive kids to school and have them happy. I'm thinking espresso shots before school and blaring music.

Kathleen Barker said...

Like I used to tell me kids....move out now while you still know everything!

Mark Koopmans said...


That's a great story and I know my wife is already stressing for the days when the boys are too old (and too cool) to be kissed or hugged in public :)

Me on the other hand, I'm counting down the days to college... well, OK, maybe not, but I won't tear up when they leave the home and fly away to a new life leaving me and Mama alone in the nest... I won't cry, it's just pepper in my eyes.... whagghhh!!!

Nicki Elson said...

Haha - big YES to the curlers!

Let's see, my son was a public smoocher until about 4th grade, I think, and then in middle school he'd barely wait for the car to stop before jumping out and rushing away so that no one could tell whose mamma was calling out "Make good choices!" said...

Mommyhood takes lots of layers of thick skin. You're a trooper.


Jemi Fraser said...

I you do the bathrobe route, make sure someone takes pictures of the little ones' faces!! :)

Johanna Garth said...

Shell, in one instance I was the rock star, in the other just mortifying!

Wendy, I think I need to go to school in PJs!

Carol, I guess I need to start telling myself those two things on a regular basis.

Jenny, I'll lie to you too. It will NEVER happen.

Sia, I LOVE that you did that.

Alex, next year I'm going to dress as Frankenstein.

Connie, love the evil laugh (and intention)!

Neurotic, I know. It's sort of cute.

Jennifer, I'm sure it's just a phase.

Sarah, that's awesome!

Josh, definitely go for the espresso shots ;)

Kate, can I borrow that phrase?

Mark, we can totally pretend it's pepper.

Nicki, that's what I tell them too. Maybe it's the language choice?

Robyn, the thick skin helps with the writing rejections ;)

Jemi, so true! I would need a candid camera sidekick.

Jennifer A said...

How funny! Oh man, I'm dreading the day my oldest daughter does this. Her attitude is already like a teen at 4, so I can imagine how she's gonna be in a few years. *sigh*

I always love the addition of lolcats. ;)

Botanist said...

I'm thankful to say my kids haven't reached that stage yet, but I guess it's only a matter of time.

Hmmm...think I'd have trouble with the curlers.

Julie Flanders said...

I love the embarrassed teenage cat LOL. And I think the curlers look is a great idea, that seems like a bit of sweet revenge to embarrass the kids even more LOL. Very cute post! :)