G.I.T.M.S.
G. I. T. M. S. is when you’re so proud of your kid you’re ready to punch the air and cry at the same time.
Your kid won the science fair. You tweet: 'G. I. T. M. S. I’m so proud I might punch the sky.'
Your kid just got into their dream school. You send them a DM: 'G. I. T. M. S. I’m gonna cry and laugh like a madman.'
Your kid beat you at chess. You yell: 'G. I. T. M. S. I’m so proud I might explode.'