As you get older, and I know nobody really wants to hear this, you'll appreciate those little moments. Maybe not the time your cowboy dad holds you upside down in a dirty stable stall and dips your head in manure in front of your crush...but other stuff.
That same crazy cowboy dad has a nickname for me. It came around about a time when I was feeling low, I was probably about 13 or so, and he called me "Driplet". What is a driplet? Well, he'd tell you:
A driplet is a droplet
A Droplet is water
Water is nature
And nature is
Whenever I'm feeling insecure, and yeah even we supermom's get the blues, I just remember those words :)
Love you, Pops.