“Jeez Mom- you are so mean!”
I had to bit my tongue when Scorch told me that this morning.
Yes, I am mean* when I’ve asked you to get dressed 10 times and you ignored me.
Yes, I am mean when I’ve asked you to clean up and you keep telling me 1 minute. After the 5th time, I snap.
Yes, I am mean when it’s 10 pm and you’re still awake and won’t stop talking.
Yes, I am mean when you push your sister (or vice versa) after being told for the hundredth time to keep your hands to yourself.
I love you, little boy, with my whole heart, but you are making me crazy. I full expected you to loose your teeth when you were five, I didn’t expect you to lose your hearing as well.
*Mean = standing next to Scorch while he does what ever he was supposed to do/putting kids in time out. As The Hubs (a cop) says, my kids really don’t understand the true meaning of mean (thank goodness!).
Yep. Parenting. Precious in retrospect. Not so much when they’re still yapping after lights out.
LOL..that is exactly it. I remind myself that one day I’ll look back on all this craziness and miss it- but while I’m in the thick of it, some of this nonsense just makes me want to tear my hair out!