I have written — no exaggeration — more than a million words here since I launched MommaSaid in 2003. Some of them have been clever, some funny, some tearjerkers, and some sort of meh. It’s a hazard of the job.
When you’re producing that kind of volume, Quality Control sometimes misses something, like a punctuation mark, or a reference, or anything a copy editor would pick up, if I had a copy editor.
But this week, I missed a fact, and it hurt some people right here in my backyard. And I feel bad, because the “posse of kids and just as many parents, holding up jumbo signs that looked like they’d been printed and laminated at Staples, bearing the über-hip saying, ‘Keep Calm and Drink Lemonade'” that I wrote about on Monday wasn’t an example of the trend of parents overseeing their kids’ lemonade stands. It was, in fact, a fundraiser for the very Mother’s Group that I once served on the board for, helped run the Fall Festival for, sold glow sticks for, implored through a bullhorn to a field full of children at the annual Egg Hunt to “Share, share, that’s fair” for.
And they let me know it.
It felt like I’d accused my little sister of something she didn’t do, publicly, to all the other moms we know.
But I didn’t see a sign about a fundraiser. (Tip: Put one along the road 15 feet ahead of your booth). I just saw a mob of parents and kids and a sign about lemonade, and then I assumed. And as we all know, when you assume, you make an “ass” out of “u” and “me.” Well, maybe just me this time.
Yet a blogger’s role is to observe and comment, even if it pisses people off. Even if people call you a F–k Trophy (yep). Even if they tell you to “die of cancer” (yeaaaah.) And I still stand firm on my opinion on (non-fundraising) lemonade stands and the current state of parenting.
But I do offer an apology to my local Mother’s Group, their spouses, and their kids, for assuming something that wasn’t true. Please put me down for a cup of lemonade and three glow sticks, because Momma said there’d be days like this.