What it means to be a mommie

This morning Jordan was kind enough to come pick up Sam and take him to Kidsburg along with her cuties because Liam was still asleep for his morning nap. Because of this I had a chunk of stolen time. I decided I ought to put on some makup for a change. As I did I had a mommie moment. I held in my hand possibly the cheapest foundation available except for hot and sassy or whatever that cheapo brand is called. I flashed back to being in high school and going into my moms bathroom to borrow some of her foundation. I was all out of my clinique and was shocked to find this in her cabinet. I thought to myself (snottily) whoah mom buy some good stuff. As us kids grew older and could actually pay for things ourselves I noticed that my mom was finally buying more expensive things for herself (when I say expensive I still mean very conservative just more for my mom). It wasn't until I was walking down the isle at the store holding a twenty dollar bottle of the latest mineral makeup that I realized what she was doing all those years. Sam was holding a train, one he of course had to have (especially since it was now out of the box). The basket was filled to the brim with diapers wipes etc. and Liam was devouring a book I felt after the slobber damage I couldn't morally put back. I thought about what I wanted to do here. I could indulge myself or indulge my children (this is the point of the story where Chris would say neither ;) ) I put back the mineral make up and picked up a Cover Girl bottle and headed to the check out. I thought about all the trips to the clinque counter my mom made with me. All the new pairs of shoes I did not need, the new sweaters every fall and I realized (as happens increasingly more often these days) what a wonderful mother I had and how I would LOVE to be just like her. So as I slathered on my cheapo make up I smiled and didn't mind a bit because after all I will probably just get slobbered on by Liam in a few mins anyway. Thanks mom for buying the cheap stuff in order to spoil me. Maybe someday my boys will have a similar moment... although hopefully not while they are putting on make up!