tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678168401515945448.post7959417347961260373..comments2024-03-27T12:00:48.922+02:00Comments on Beirutista: International Workers' Day MusingsBeirutistahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17044182445447487566noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678168401515945448.post-78696065486039725352018-05-01T11:51:22.077+03:002018-05-01T11:51:22.077+03:00The happiest moments in my adult life was when I w...The happiest moments in my adult life was when I would sit down with my son and show him how to write cursive letters and teach him the multiplication table using popsicle sticks. When I would remind him of his self-worth when a bully at school ruins his day. When I would help him deliver a speech or create a promotional video for a school project. When he and I would go to a Starbucks and I'd watch him gulp his latte with one hand while texting his friends with the other. When I would feel especially dadly by showing him and his friends a few soccer tricks, a game I loved, was good at, but too old to play anymore. <br /><br />These are things that you could do more as a full-time mama but less as a full-time head of strategic developmentsamirhafzablogblogbloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18119757559602226234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2678168401515945448.post-83213567672609382732018-05-01T10:34:18.648+03:002018-05-01T10:34:18.648+03:00This comment has been removed by the author.samirhafzablogblogbloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18119757559602226234noreply@blogger.com