Some of us love the baby phase. Others adore our energetic toddlers and wide-eyed young children. There are those with a strong appreciation for the teen years (though I’ve never met a soul who loved a child the summer before they left for college).
I appreciated all those phases, but right now feels like the best years. Maggy and Sharon are independent young adults—all those financial sacrifices for education have clearly paid off—and now our relationship has moved into a new phase.
This past weekend we were all together for Mother’s Day. Here’s what I loved.
10. I used to go to Chucky Cheese with them. This weekend they treated their father and me to a fabulous grown-up meal at L’Artusi Restaurant (and we didn’t need a babysitter!).
9. I always planned the outings. Not this weekend. They organized a New York City extravaganza complete with brunch at the Tipsy Parson, stops at fun donut shops, wine tastings, and a field trip to Murray’s cheese shop.
8. I used to make all of the food decisions. No more. At Murray’s cheese shop, they spent a solid hour selecting some of the most exquisite cheeses and cured meat I’ve ever eaten.
7. I always made sure we had what we needed. On our Saturday morning 7-mile run, Maggy was the one who suggested we bring water. She was right!
6. Whether pulling out the map or stopping for directions, I always found the way. Between Sharon’s Droid and Tony’s impeccable subway knowledge, I followed them.
5. I used to help them shop for clothes. This weekend Maggy insisted I try on the lime green summer skirt in Ann Taylor Loft. It’s in my closet, and I can’t wait to wear it.
4. I used to style their hair (and sometime still do), but this weekend it was Sharon who took the time to make me feel pretty.
3. I was the one on the lookout for fun. This time they were the ones who made sure we enjoyed cocktails on the rooftop overlooking the Manhattan skyline.
2. I always got us where we needed to go. This weekend they knew exactly when to cab it, when to sub it, and when it made sense to walk.
1. I used to listen to their problems. On Sunday night the tables turned. This time I was the one who needed sage advice.
Thank you, Maggy and Sharon, for all of the above but especially #1.