Monday, November 22, 2010
Thanks to a special request from the art teacher, I found myself volunteering at the school, again. As I ran into the school another mother was escaping. She stopped me and asked if I was Cooper's mom. When I admitted I was she immediately shared with me something Cooper had told her not more than 5 minutes earlier.
When she readied herself to leave he assured her it was fine that she needed to leave because his own mother was coming in to help with art.
The mother then asked, "Oh is your mom good at art?"
Cooper flatly said, "No, no she's not."
I guess when you prematurely wind down your career to become a full-time, stay-at-home mom no one -- and I do mean no one -- remembers where your talents once resided.