“Hey Mama!” My 6-year-old screamed from the third row of the minivan on our ride to school.
“Yes, sweetie?” I replied over the sugar beat of our blaring pop-music.
“You’re the best Mama in the world! I think I’ll keep you!” she yelled back.
“Gee thanks Lane!” I replied, “I think I’ll keep you too!”
“Of COURSE you will,” she said with the utmost certainty, “I’m a part of YOU!” And with that she burst out giggling as if I’d said the silliest thing ever!
The little devil on my shoulder nudged me for a moment and said, “Go on and tease her – tell her you could send her out for adoption!” Then the angel came out and said, “Nah, she’s too young – and look how well you’ve done your job mothering! She gets it that your love is unconditional!”
And so I said, “You’re so right Lane!”
How lucky my children are to be growing up safe and secure knowing that they are loved unconditionally. That is better than anything else I can give them as a mother. They have toys, and clothes, food, and books. They go to school, I am very involved, they are smart, and healthy, but most of all they know that they are loved unconditionally. I know that I am doing my job well.
This semester at Pitt I’ve been reading a lot of Young Adult books about kids who don’t have home lives like my kids. Part of the draw to the job as a librarian is that maybe I can make a difference in the lives of other people’s children. I truly believe that it does take a village.
This blog began with my librarian journey in 2008. It’s named for my disheveled barnyard in Radnor, PA -- but the majority of the content is dedicated to education, libraries, and YA literature.
