Right or wrong my identity is very wrapped up in being a mother.
Yes I am a wife, daughter, friend etc but I find pride and worth in being a Mom.
So part of that is enabling. (some may think that's a bad thing) ~sewing on my son's 2 (they just popped off) blazer buttons on the morning of back to school day instead of any other day in the preceding holidays.
What can I say, what can I say, I have the time and acts of service is a love language for both of us.
But then you come to me with your towel, not sure if it is clean or not. You've used it a few times but maybe it could use a wash? I tell you to sniff it. Sniff it? You do and recoil, so I say "put it in the wash"
You are delighted that you know have a defining test for cleanliness. What can I say? I have passed on yet another life skill. That is what it is all about, getting my children ready to face the world as adults.