Friday, May 11, 2007

It's Tough to be a Mom

Today was one of those days. Everyone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I had a million and six things to do today, and none of my kids could spend five minutes with each other without having some sort of freakout. The hitting, whining, and bickering was rampant. I was so happy to drop Jack *ff at school so I just had two to deal with, but even those two couldn't get along.

And we're having a birthday party tomorrow so I have to do a lot of cleaning, organizing, and getting ready. And the kids just would not cooperate. And that was before the dog launched herself at the door to bark at the mailman. Did I mention she used my back as her springboard, leaving a giant, painful gash running down my back? Yeah, she did that.

On the up side, Jack's class had its Mother's Day Tea and I got my beautiful necklace that Jack made, featuring the imprint of the sole of his shoe. He picked out the colors.

And as for what Jack thinks of me: One thing he likes to do with me is "play with her at my room with cars and Lightning McQueen." And do you know what I look like? "She's Jean. She looks like me." And he finished the phrase, "My Mom is very good at," with, "ummmm....watching TV." And you know what? He's right. I am very good at watching TV. I can do it with practically no effort at all.

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