I was at the fabric store earlier today picking up some strapping for the purse that my mom is helping me make. As I was waiting to get my items cut, Honor was trying to get into the big bin of buttons. Fearing the backlash from the meanies at the store, I told him no, and picked him up. He asked me “Why?” And the lady cutting my strapping said, “Oh, I miss that, the ‘whys’.”
I jokingly said, “Trust me you don’t.”
And she replied, “If you like being mom you do. I guess if you don’t like this age and can’t wait for it to be over then you don’t. But I liked being a mom.”

I didn’t even know how to reply to that, so I just stared at her.