Cuban-Americans. Version 2.0

I get compliments on my kids.  People say they are charming and handsome and pretty and funny and well-mannered and talented and smart.  I always say, "thank you," and secretly take a bow. (as if I could really take credit for their accomplishments - I'm not that delusional)

For the most part, I'm still in "active parenting" mode. I'm very aware of the awesome responsibility I have to God and the world to raise decent human beings.  I take my job as Mom very seriously.  Although with Amy & Adam I prefer to think of myself as their "life coach" (thanks, Victoria, for that).

When the parental compliments come, I'm usually surprised because really, I think all those things about them are true.  Don't tell them, though.  I have to keep my poker face intact.