Today I had a bad mom moment. My sweet boy has a couple of unhealthy habits that that won't seem to die even after a couple of years of hassling him about them. So, no need to discuss the specifics, but this morning he was doing one of those things and I snapped a little and yelled at him pretty sharply, without even building up to it. Naturally he got really upset, but his being sad about it really lingered more than I expected, and we had a long chat about it. Apparently he remembers me yelling at him some other times too, and this time he couldn't seem to get over being sad about it. I felt like such a mean bad mommy. :(
After lunch, to make amends, I took him to one of his very favorite places, the Udvar-Hazy Center, or as we call it "the Airplane Museum" (it's the overflow extension of the Smithsonian's Air and Space Museum, and it's awesome.) We looked at tons of planes including a Stealth and the Concorde, plus helicopters, gliders, rockets, and the crown jewel, the Space Shuttle, which is his current favorite thing to simulate/play with at home, and he even digs watching the footage of previous launches on YouTube. Then we shared an ice cream cone and I bought him a space shuttle model to take home. Geez, that was some pretty expensive guilt! Luckily that doesn't happen often (I can't remember any previous examples ever, in fact,) because I do not want my only child to turn out a spoiled brat... I think we both feel better now, but I need to improve my patience so it doesn't happen again!