I was in the van driving one of my kids somewhere. It was just the two of us. We were quiet, not talking much.
I took a deep breath and then asked, “So, how am I doing? Am I good mom?” I wasn’t fishing for compliments. I really wanted to hear his opinion.
“Yeah, you’re a good mom.”
“Do you think we are too strict?”
“No, not really.” Then, after a moment of thought he added, “It’s just that other parents aren’t strict enough.”
I took that as a compliment.