As I sit here doing work on my laptop and barely listening to the Golden Globes, I hear people saying time after time, “I have to thank so and so for always believing in me.”
Will anyone ever say that about me? Will my boys ever say that about me? Do I show them on a daily basis that I believe in them? Gosh, I hope so.
If requiring them to do all the things that I know they can do, without excuses is equivalent to believing in them, then I think I am doing OK.
I can hear it now, “I have to thank my momma for always believing that I could eat my dinner without being silly and aim my pee pee into the toilet without spraying the walls and ride my bike up that long ass hill near our house. It made me the man I am today.”
I wouldn’t hold your breath for that peeing on the walls thing . . . never gonna happen . . .