Throwback Thursday-Mommy Magic

Note: Many people do Throwback Thursdays on Instagram or blogs by posting a picture of themselves from the past. I am using Throwback Thursdays to write stories from my past. Hope you enjoy taking a trip with me down memory lane!  

Last year when my oldest, Henry, was in Kindergarten there was one morning where he couldn’t find a pair of socks to get on before heading off to school, because I was in the middle of getting laundry done that week. So he came to me saying he didn’t have any socks, and I ‘magically’ went and found some for him.

“How did you find those Mommy?” he asked in amazement.

“It’s magic,” I told him. “All moms have magic.”

Obviously he thought about that statement while he was at school all morning, because when he came home that day he marched in the door ready with a proposition.

“Mommy, I don’t believe you really did magic with the socks. I think you just found them,” he told me.

“Of course I did magic,” I said.

“I want you to do some REAL magic,” he said. “I want you to make my trolley come back.”

Henry’s trolley was a little toy his dad had brought back for him after a work trip to San Francisco. It had been lost for a couple months. Ironically that morning, I had been cleaning out and picking up the kid’s room and had found the trolley. I had left it on Henry’s dresser for him, but he hadn’t seen it yet. The coincidence was too good to be true. The stars had aligned, and I had to take full advantage of it.

“Okay,” I said.  “Close your eyes and think really, really hard about the trolley, and I’ll see what I can do.”

He closed his eyes and I ran upstairs and grabbed the trolley and hid it in my shirt, and then rushed back downstairs.

I held out the trolley and said, “Okay, now you can open your eyes.”

I will never forget the look on Henry’s face as he opened his eyes and saw me standing there with his trolley. It was pure amazement. His mouth fell open, his eyes opened up wide, and he just sat there for a moment staring at me.

Finally he reached out for the trolley and said in his childlike wonder, “How did you do that?”

“I told you,” I said. “It’s mommy magic. Moms can do magic. And you know what? You must have been a good boy today at school, because when you kids make good choices it powers my mommy magic, and I have even more.”

He sat there holding his trolley for a moment. Then he excitedly ran over to his little sister, explaining the mommy magic to her and how amazing I was.

My kids still believe I am magic. I have pulled pennies out of their ears, I have made other items that disappeared reappear, and I have performed many other magical feats. And I’m always reminding them that their good choices make my ‘Mommy Magic’ stronger.