Kiddos

*Scene - Jamo doing his spelling sentences*

"Mom, what does monthly mean?"
"It is something you do every month."
"What do I do monthly?"

*he shoots down several of my ideas*

...*snickering* "What about cleaning your room?"
"No, that is yearly."

*Scene - Mother and Daughter tea preparation*

"Don't touch that Sugar, it is really hot." (speaking of a curling iron)
"What is that?" (showing my utter lack of primping, my poor 4 yr old doesn't recognize a curling iron)
"It is a curling iron. I'm going to use it to curl your hair."
"Don't touch me with that thing! It will burn me!"
"No, as long as you are careful, it won't hurt you. Your hair won't feel it."

Poor, deprived Sweet Pea.

*Scene - at Mother and Daughter Tea Party*

I have just finished cleaning up the cup of milk Sugar has spilled trying to put a lemon into and the mothers are sharing what the daughters said for the cards. Here is mine from Sugar:

"I love you because we bake cupcakes and you give me kisses and I say, "GROSS!"

And they all laugh, but it is true. Every time I kiss her, she says "GROSS!"

*Scene - at Mother and Daughter Tea Party*

Sugar is up singing with the other kids the song called "Jesus rocks my blues away." I'm sure she was the only one singing, "Jesus rocks my boobs away." *sigh*

Not me!

There is a popular blog I used to follow that has a Not Me Monday, where you confess things you have 'not' done. I'm having one of those days.

I most certainly did not leave Sugar in her pajamas until noon.

I did not forget and accidentally wear my house slippers to the pharmacy.

I did not get impatient waiting for the women's restroom while Sugar called "potty!" over and over and finally just take her into the men's restroom.

I did not skip the gym so I could finish my book.

And I did not buy new nail polish even though it isn't in our budget.

Do you have any confessions to 'not' get off your chest? :o)

I am so ashamed

I am a bad mom. If there were a license for parenting, it would get revoked today. Okay, maybe I'm being dramatic, but I am feeling really guilty.

I love that my boys can read. They amaze me every day with their abilities. Well, I've had a long and fairly wretched day. I've been trying to get Sugar to sleep but she keeps playing the potty card. I've been trying to listen to Roo read, but it is frequently interrupted by Sugar's potty calls and Jamo's homework help. There is only one of me and I can't do it all. One of the kids is going to be neglected and mom is going to feel pulled in all directions and worn thin.

And on that note, I had just finished another trip upstairs to impose sleep, when Roo came up to me with a look of concern on his adorable little face. He was holding something in his hand that I immediately recognized, a tag from the mattress. Now you know where I'm going and why I'm an awful mom, huh.

He tells me his story about why he ripped off the tag and then says, "But mom, it says 'do not remove under penalty of law', so what should I do?" And in my moment of weakness, I said, "I guess we need to tell the police." Of course, wailing and tears followed, after all, what kind of mother would torment her poor son like that? I felt guilty the second I saw his face fall and the tears flow and I told him I was only kidding, and that the tag says it can be removed by the consumer and he is the consumer. Then I had to explain that the tag is for stores only, not people. Anyway, it took a bit of explaining, but he is no longer worried about prison. Poor 5 yr old boy. If I had energy, I'd probably be crying from mommy guilt, but as it is, I don't even have energy to cry.