An Apology to my Kids

My pants are too tight. My pants are too loose. My pants are too short. My pants need to be rolled up. I even have pants that "should never be worn again." My selfies are too close. My phone is too loud. I talk to their friends and offer them rides when I see them walking. I text too much. I go to the school during school hours. I talk to their teachers, coaches, and administrators. I sing in the car. I like to talk to people on the gaming headset. I wear chacos. I snapchat. And the list could go on for days.

I try so hard to not be an embarrassment to my kids, but the truth is, I'm just old and I can't win this battle. I know the rules about not being their best friend, but being their parent; I get that. I'm not talking about that part of parenting. I'm talking about the disgusted looks I get when I come out dressed for the day. Or the ignored texts and snapchats. And what about that "unfriend/block" status? (Well, we fixed that!) Who does that to a parent? Is it a phase or am I doomed to a lifetime of being the butt of their jokes? Will I ever learn to take a proper selfie-probably not before they are out of style! Will I be allowed to host a "kids are coming over?" Or will I ever be honored to be featured in a picture with them and posted to their social media outlet? That remains to be seen. 

Regardless, I love every minute I get to spend with them. So Samuel and Cooper, I apologize for being so ....... whatever I am. Maybe one day I can be cool like you.... Nah. 

Love,

Mom