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As I was holding the door for a teenage boy and an older couple who was walking in behind him, I overheard the women saying “You’re Welcome! You didn’t even say THANK YOU! I was holding the door for you!”
She then proceeded to walk through the door I was holding for her, without saying a word…
You can please some of your children some of the time, but none of your children all of the time!!!!
If I dress up as "Simon" for Halloween, at least I'll have one day a year when the kids do what Mommy says!!!
Does TJ Maxx buy the glue for their price tags from a TJ Maxx??
Oxymoron????
A baby robin found it's way out of his nest and was at my front door waiting to come in. I must be doing something right! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!
Period. Need I say more!
More like “VACUUMODUST” elbow?! Vacuum, mop, dust ... REPEAT!
Now I know why they called it "The Most Magical Place on Earth"...because as soon as you walk through the gates all your money magically disappears!! POOF!!
I don't...hence no blog post since June 21st!!!!
So once you’ve been become an official member of the “Parent Cult” and have suffered through the initiation of sleep deprivation and the acceptance that YOUR life no longer revolves around YOU, the alumni will let you in on a little secret and their motto.
“This too shall pass and you WILL get your life back (well, the majority of it), just not until your child is an expert in using the potty, speaks fluent, understandable English and is in full-time Kindergarten.” And this is why I call it “The Five Year Freeze”. Life as you knew it, pre-children, will be put “on hold”. If they are not “this tall” you don’t get to ride the ride, if they are not “this old” they are not invited to the party and if they are not “willing to participate and be on their best behavior”, you can pretty much just get use to living a sheltered, adult conversation less, home-body life with a consistent diet of microwaved mac n’ cheese and chicken nuggets, all while reciting every line from “FINDING NEMO” because you’ve watched it for the “it’s been too many you lost count” time. But all this being said, my children have taught me patience, gratitude and unconditional love and without them I’d still just be my mother’s “it’s all about me, got ants in my pants, you already told me you loved me” daughter.
Take a deep breath in, and breathe out, a deep breath in, and breathe out...take a lemon out of the fridge, cut one wedge...count back from 10 slowly...lick the back of your hand and apply a pinch of salt...start repeating to yourself "this too shall pass"... pour an generous ounce of Tequila into a glass...lick salt, shoot Tequila and suck on lemon.
Everybody goes through it and gets through it. How we choose to do so, is up to us.
In 4 minutes, I'm gonna put the foot down. 1...2..3...4...that's it! I'm putting the for down!!
This morning I found my "not feeling so well" son curled up on the couch with his mouth open. When I asked him what was doing and if he was okay, he told me he was "letting the stomach bug out".
"Mom, you're a Whopper" ... "you do everything just the way I like it!"