Saturday, January 3, 2009
We all appreciate the money that Mark makes, but in all honesty, it's the perks that really make us smile. For example, thanks to Mark's "hook-ups" he got to sit in a stadium with Jon and 70,000 other people as the Chargers miraculously beat the Colts tonight in a playoff game. I love watching football (and baseball)so I imagine you're wondering why I handed my precious ticket over to Jon. I have to admit that my first notion was to sell it - I think they were going for over $1,500.00. Then, I decided that the thrill that Jon would experience would be worth far more than the money. That's what I love about having a son. Sons are simple. Give them a few tickets to sporting events, a good meal once in awhile, and fridge full of Gatorade and they're happy. For Jon, however, it takes one more thing to get that look of pure bliss. That would be Snickerdoodles. He feels about Snickerdoodles the way Ashley and Brooke feel about Oreos. Except, he can probably challenge their intake by about 2 dozen.
Every Sunday all the kids come over for dinner and there's always some goodie baked after dinner. A couple of Sundays ago, Jon begged for Snickerdoodles, as he does every Sunday, but I was too beat to make them. So, he decided to give it a shot. The results were, shall we say, less than edible, so Jon was sorely disappointed. Being the guilt-ridden Mom that I am, I felt awful. So, today I baked him his Snickerdoodles, put them in a Christmas bag, and sent them to the game with him. Why did I do this?? Because it was simple and it made him happy. Doesn't that about sum up the whole motherhood thing? Seeing our kids happy is our payment for all the hours, days, and years we spend caring for them. It's not a bad payment and I have to admit that as long as I see those happy faces, I'll continue to cater to their funky little vices. It's what mothers do. And we do it forever. And, that's okay.