When she first started in school she would scream so hard and cry I couldn't bear it . The teacher would have to hold her back and all the kisses in the world wouldn't help . I would digress to my car in tears . In all the turmoil she was in , I swear I was in more watching her cry .
Did anyone understand the pain mothers go through ? I wanted to save her so bad
I couldn't .
The days went on and on , crying and crying every day . One day I thought to do something silly as she watched me walk away , I danced shaking my booty shamelessly in the parking lot in my Jammie's . She laughed so hard . Along with 50 other kids , as parents stared in judgement , I didn't care , it took her pain away . Every day I've danced for her .
This morning she didn't ask me to dance as I walked away . I was glad and sad . It's been 2 1/2 years today nothing . I walked away thinking my baby growing up .
As I made my way down the hall I heard her screaming and crying I ran back asked her what's wrong as tears streamed down her face , she said , mommy you didn't do the booty dance !
I hugged her , and danced . I was almost relieved .
It's funny how much we love our children and how much these small things mean to us , even if it's a booty dance .
- Agent Orange