A good mom

Last night my oldest friend asked me to go watch her son play college level hockey. I watched Andrew play for several years and was thrilled she asked me to go. When driving to IUP she told me Andrew got a new car. What kind? She wasn’t sure his “dad” got it for him. When the players came on the rink I asked what is Andrew’s number? She wasn’t sure. They sometimes switch around. She then laughed and said what kind of mother am I. She finally said I will know when my son is on the rink by how he skates. Now that my readers is the type of mother she is – instinctive just like a good mom should be.

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