It is so funny to be considered the greatest Mom in the world because I made quesadillas for dinner and let them have ranch dressing to dip them in. Then, of course, I am not the greatest because I won't let them stay up late on a school night. In the course of a single day they can go from being the sweetest, politest, most loving children to being aliens from Mars, monsters unrecognizable to the human eye!
And while I am on a roll, what is with their built in censors? They can be sound asleep, in their rooms, doors partially closed. We can be in our room with the door closed (and locked) for some "quality" time. Just when we are at the most "distracted" there will be a voice at the door just before they try to turn the knob. Talk about a mood buster! And they never want Brian, it has to be me. It happens too often to be coincidence! And it happened with the older three when they were little too. See.. aliens. Has your house been invaded too? Or are ours just overly intuitive?? Things that make you go hmmmmmmmm...
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