First in the words the immortal Eric B and Rakim – It’s been a long time I shouldn’t have left you without a strong rhyme to step to… whooo!!! did into your old music find it and  pump up the volume!

There’s an old saying, “Pride cometh before a fall”.  Well I guess I will fall pretty far.

Dis one a little closer to home and I sure that it go hit home with one or all ah alyuh, well expect it yuy have wotless children, am well den ah sorry and yuh wont understand!

De other day I dropped my son off at work, I was home and he asked, so I said why not?  No comment from Tulip gallery, ah know he could take a but. This of course mean that I had to pick him up. I do wha i had to do and leave to go pick him up an on the way, I was grumbling because I really did not want to leave the house at that time. I was like “Damn I should have let him take the bus home. Uggg!!!!”. Where was Tulip when I needed she? Typical,cyah depend on she fuh nothing! 

I got there a few minutes early, did my crooked parking (Lord i still cyah part that car straight) and sat in my car looking inside.

It was just around sunset, outside was a darker than inside. As I sat there looking at my son man the grill, I suddenly felt peaceful. I felt a wave of relaxation wash over me as I realized that my son was on his way to manhood and her he was working. Look at him, I do dat, ok well not alone but I taking it anyways. 

As a parent you feel so proud to know that your kids are not only growing up but growing up responsibly.You feel thankful that you did something right. Yes, you still have those times when yuh feel like pelting something and knowing dem in dey damn head because they just so blasted chuppid but as a responsible parent yuh cyah tell dem dat.  You also have these moments when you just want to hug them and say “I’m so proud of you“.

Eh! fuh meh other children and dem, I proud ah allyuh too eh! I doh want to hear any crying nonsense. Allyuh done know he is meh favorite son. Tulip no, “only son nonsense from you eh”!

I sat back and thought “Yeah, I did good”. I AM AWSOMER!!!

Then he came out, got in the car, took my hand and rubbed his greasy ass face all over my arm. 

Yup, moment gone!

 

Hating Mondays is like hating birthdays. What would you do if today you were told you would never see another one?

Joy

All positive! Love Mondays!

Have A Marvelous Monday!!!!