“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!).