When I was feeling nervous about my presentation at the PTO meeting, I asked the kids if they would watch me run through it one time.
"It was good," Big Kid said with a satisfied smile, "You did get a little fast at parts."
"I did? I was fast? Okay, I'll work on that."
"I don't want you to drive yourself crazy but maybe you should show me one more time, slowed down." My 10 year old advised.
I did it again, slower and with more emphasis on everything.
He looked perplexed. "Okay, well it looks like the choice is to be slowed down and weird, or fast. I'd do fast. Nevermind about slowing down."
"I was weird?"
"Slowed down you're weird. Fast you're just you but fast."
I went with fast. I don't think I was too weird. I did way over-think the whole thing in true Ashley style. Everyone else got up there and rambled on and on and on with no clear point, and I had a snazzy speech with a video clip (everyone likes a video).
It sucked to do but I had to assert myself as alpha mom, since it's a new school and all.
You go, Glen Coco.
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