This morning, getting Imani ready for school, I had a moment. One of those “Oh, crap” moments.
I usually help Imani get dressed in the mornings even though she is 6 and fully capable of dressing her self. I am usually running late. Way late. And Imani knows those moments when I feel rushed. She moves even sloooower. So I help her along.
Well, this morning, I was helping her per our routine. Pajamas off, shirt, underwear, pants….Then I told her, “Put your socks on while I go finish my hair.”
I heard her little voice mumble something no parent wants to hear. “What did you say?!? Did you say I am your SERVANT?!?”
“Yes,” she mumbled with a little smirk and giggle. Then she saw my face. It was a little distorted. She knew she was busted. She backed up to her bed, reached for Ears, her stuffed puppy.She knew she had crossed the line and she was going to get the Responsibility lecture. Which she got loud and clear. Then I handed her the socks and left to brush my hair.
I am really going to have to try to wake up a little earlier in the mornings.
