I was trying to come up with a blog topic and looked at some writing prompts, none of which inspired me, so I decided I would think of some little tidbit that no one knows about me and write about that.
I thought for a few minutes about what I might write about and a funny little tidbit came to my mind. It's the funny nickname that Josh has for me. He calls me Betsie.
The story is this. Sometimes I call my kids my besties, like slang for best friend. There is a character on a The Big Bang Theory who uses that word and it makes me laugh so I jokingly call my kids my besties sometimes. Like they'll walk into the kitchen for dinner and I'll say "hey besties!".
One day Josh texted me and I texted back "hey bestie!" and he meant to type the same greeting back to me but it autocorrected and it said "hey Betsie!" instead. That made us laugh and now he calls me Betsie.
And I'm not going to lie, it kind of melts my heart when it says it. He's going to be 14 in May and I know he's headed into that age where parents become super lame and embarrassing. Josh and I have always been really close and I'm dreading the day he decides I'm no longer fun to hang out with. Am I delusional to believe that maybe that day will never come? Has there ever been a teenager in history who didn't think their parents were lame? Like, what are my chances of getting through the teenage years without my kids making me drop them off two blocks from parties and refusing to walk next to me at the mall? Lie to me and tell me it's possible, OK? :)
I don't know, maybe next week I'll be a super lame mom, but these days it kind of makes my day when he comes in the door from school and cheerfully says "hey Betsie!". I'm writing it down so just in case he stops saying it I'll remember how much I enjoyed it while it lasted. :)