Today was the first day of summer break. And also the first day of our local comic convention. I
My kids, like most of the people there, were just thinking that the day was purely an excuse to dress up in costumes and hang out with other like-minded geeks, and grateful for a mom willing to take them there.
I won’t lie, I love a chance to let my geeky side enjoy the day, and I really love designing and making costumes; but there is Oh, SO much more to it than that. This is a sneaky-mom confession moment. Over the last couple of years of attending , even tho it’s been just one day each time, here is a few of the things that Make my “mom” side happy.
They have learned how to be patient in lines. Last year the lines were much worse than this year actually, so that was a blessing.
They learned how to be gracious in letting people take photos of them- and how to say thank you with the same steadiness when complimented..
They learned how to handle being in a crowded place and still focus on mom and the goal of the next event. And sometimes, how to be alone without too much panic while we split up to do two things at once (cell phones are a great blessing here),
They learned to read maps. Plotting our way thru the vast convention as well as following mapquest to see where we were on the way home..
They learned how to work together to choose the next event, and to take turns in choosing. Huge.
They learned to breath out frustrations. This one is especially hard, but I didn’t have to even comment on leaving early this tome as a motivator. True Mom win.
Not a bad list for just one day. Then came the long drive home, and I was so pleased with their effort to stay positive when exhausted. Home again, and there is a price to pay. But even when needing deep compression hugs to stop the after-shock-type of shivers, there was still enough joy to let me take a selfie. Now for bed. (Yay!)