Yesterday I was reading "A Parenting Manifesto of Joy" by Ann Voskamp. I printed out her page of "10 Points of Joyful Parenting" and read it while I sat at the table with our youngest, who was doing his math.
Distracted (of course), he asked me what I was reading. I told him, "Things that will help me be a better mommy."
"Why do you need to read that?" Encouraging.
He asked, picking a random number, "What's number three?"
I quoted, "Today I will not have any emergencies. There are no emergencies. Only amateurs hurry."
"What's an amateur?"
"Someone who doesn't do their job really, really well, or who still has a lot to learn and practice."
Then, thinking of other meanings, began to explain it from a different angle. He interrupted, "Then I guess you are still an amateur." Not so encouraging.
Later, I looked up amateur in the dictionary: #1, a person who engages in some art, science, sport etc. for the pleasure of it rather than for money...
That would be me, an amateur mommy.