You Get What You Get

Last weekend the husband and the kiddo had a date. He would kill me for saying that, he gets all weirded out when I call it a date. But that's what it was. A dad and his son, out on the town, living it up.

McD's style. Playland, yo!

Of course on this date, dinner was bought. Along with the ever popular, collectible Happy Meal toys. Can I just tell you how many of these things are lying around the house? Scattered under the couch. More likely than not, wedged in the couch cushions. Probably buried in the back of my car, plotting their revenge.

More than I can count, that's how many.And I swear to you, SWEAR, that we don't go to McD's, that often.

Once a week isn't often is it?

On this particular date {now I'm saying it just to annoy the husband} the toy of the evening was from the Young Justice collection. This group of young super heroes includes the most talked about super hero in our house: Batman. He is coveted.

Now, we don't actually own a Batman toy. The kiddo has never seen the movies or the shows, real or animated. We've never read a super hero infused story. But, at my part-time job, there is a Batman toy. This toy is beloved by any boy over the age of 2 who enters the doors.

And there's only one of him. There are a like a million Superman toys, but only on Batman.Which I believe must be part of his charm. Because really, Spiderman is way cooler. He can shot webs from his wrists!

Anyway, back to my story. As the kiddo and the husband walk up the counter at McD's, the toy display loomed, beckoning to the kiddo. They put it there on purpose, in the direct sight-line of kids. Just in case their parents were even considering ordering something other than a Happy Meal, this display seals it. With whines and cries and big, giant puppy-dog eyes, no parent can resits the call of a child who wants a Happy Meal. Scratch that, a child who can not live without a Happy Meal.

Smack dab in the middle of this display is Batman. Calling out to the kiddo. Breathing his name. Promising hours upon hours of crime-fighting adventures. If he would just order a Happy Meal.

Only Batman lied. The kiddo got Robin. Lame old Robin. Not nearly as cool as Batman.

For the rest of the evening, that was the theme. "I really wanted Batman, but they didn't have Batman, and I got Robin instead, but I really wanted Batman, so we'll have to go back and get Batman next time." Now imagine this on repeat about a million times in a munchkin's voice.

When I returned home from my free evening on the town {shoe shopping!} I was given the same sob story. On repeat, without even a pause button. Ten minutes in, it finally dawned on me: teachable moment! Teachable moment! And these oh-so-wise words tumbled out of my mouth:

"Well kiddo, we don't always get what we want. We just have to be happy with what we have."

Brilliant, I know.

I was so proud of myself, taking the moment to teach, or begin to teach, such an important life lesson. Learning to be happy, love and appreciate what you have, instead of focusing on what you don't have.

Then, as I was telling the husband about my mom-of-the-year moment, he slapped me in the face. With his words. Not his hand.

This great life lesson isn't something that we necessarily follow.

Damn. He's right.

How many times do I fall down the well of self pity because of something that we don't have? We don't have a giant house with rooms to spare. We can't afford two mortgages so we're stuck in our ever-shrinking house. We don't have the latest and greatest technology {hello iPad2 envy}. We can't go out for dinner every week. We can't buy the kiddo toys every time we're at the store. I couldn't get pregnant the second I wanted to. I couldn't be a stay-at-home mom as soon as I hoped.

I couldn't…

We can't…

We don't…

The list gets longer the more I think about it. Too many have-nots. Too many disappointing Robin toys. Not enough Batmans.

This is by far one of my favorite moments in motherhood When a lesson shared with my son is actually a lesson for myself. And for Hubs. And really, for everyone.

Be thankful for what you have. Focus on the love surrounding you.

And let all of the other things melt away.

Allison is a slightly OCD momma who blogs at Alli ‘n Son and tweets at Alli_N_Son.

Recent Posts by Alli n Son

Comments

In order to comment on BlogHer.com, you'll need to be logged in. You'll be given the option to log in or create an account when you publish your comment. If you do not log in or create an account, your comment will not be displayed.