Super Mommy

Kelly loved her mommy. She just knew that she had the best mommy in the world. Mommy made sure that Kelly had a home and toys and books and time with friends and at the park. Mommy took her shopping and let Kelly be in charge of picking out the best apples and pears and potatoes and onions. Mommy only double-checked every now and then to make sure that Kelly knew what she was doing.

She taught Kelly about herbs and plants as well as how to read and the different letters of the books she read with Kelly. She even made sure that Kelly had her own little field journal to record things in. She didn’t care if those things were made up by Kelly or things that she actually saw in real life, just so long as she was enjoying her work.

Kelly’s mommy didn’t have anyone for her, though, and after learning about such things from one of the other kids at school Kelly had decided that her mommy needed someone just for her. (Though she didn’t think that her mommy would mind sharing her Special Someone with Kelly for games and story times. Mommy said that sharing something that was important to you, even if only for a little bit, was just as important as sharing your treats.)

Kelly had never had anyone besides her mommy and she had never felt the need to ask why she didn’t have a daddy. She didn’t have to. Kelly was a smart girl, everyone said so, but she didn’t think that you had to be smart to see how her mommy shied away from most men and some women. She was fine with younger people, but not really anyone that would be equal enough with mommy in order to her her Special Someone.

This would take work, but Kelly wasn’t afraid of a little work, or even a lot of work. Mommy was worth it.

Written for today’s Daily Prompt: