I can’t believe I fell for it. Browsing through my most recent Parent’s magazine (cause I’m cool like that), a blurb on the front cover cried out to me: “See your kid on our cover. Quick! Visit parents.com.”
“Who? Me?” I ask as I glance behind me. “You’d like to put my adorable, sweet little Anna on your cover? Ok!” And I ran to the computer and uploaded her little mug just as soon as my fingers would let me. It wasn’t until after I hit “submit” that I felt a pang of guilt.
I had become one of those parents. The one who thinks their kid is the cutest-wutest ‘lil munchkin ever. But doesn’t every parent feel that way? At least until the first time you discover the masterpiece of a finger painting they made just for you…in their crib…with poop. (Still waiting for that one.)
But can you blame me? I mean look at her. She is pretty darn amazing.