You hear about them. The kids that paint with their own poop... Drink from the bottle of bleach... Stick beans up their nose... Redecorate their bedroom walls with permanent marker. Each time you hear these stories you get a good laugh, compare your kid and thank your lucky stars your angel has never been that bad. But lets be honest, all kids have their moments to shine. We all have our "OM'GOD" parenting tales. And the more kids you have, the better the odds that your family has to... well... Shine.
Showing posts with label fear my children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fear my children. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Because I Feel Guilty...
The other day, I posted special pics of my daughter and darling hubby. That night, I felt so guilty that I didn't include ones for my other 2 children, that I had a nightmare where the two of them took me down in a dark alley.
So, to avoid my nightmare coming true, I present to you, my darling one year old and my beloved grad:
If it seems like I am kissin' baby and kiddo butt in the hopes that they forgive and don't stage a Mommy beat down? You're right! They maybe little, but they are both freakishly strong! Frankly? I fear them.
In fact, if you don't hear from me for a few days... dial 911. The baby and the boy have been whispering. I think my efforts are too little too late. Wish me luck!
So, to avoid my nightmare coming true, I present to you, my darling one year old and my beloved grad:
If it seems like I am kissin' baby and kiddo butt in the hopes that they forgive and don't stage a Mommy beat down? You're right! They maybe little, but they are both freakishly strong! Frankly? I fear them.
In fact, if you don't hear from me for a few days... dial 911. The baby and the boy have been whispering. I think my efforts are too little too late. Wish me luck!
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