Daily Archive for April 16th, 2008

Oh, Mother…

I read this post about my friend who… well… She was with her young kids, at a race track… with dirt… young kids… a race track… it was hot… Other mother’s children appeared to be behaving… THOSE mothers appeared to be enjoying their time at the race track with heat and dirt and children… I will not call them names, I will not call them names…

Has anyone ever been in that spot? You know, Every-other-mother-but-Me is smoothly negotiating the bends and curves of a public outing with her children. Jen’s story reminded me of a trip to the grocery store not-so-long-ago… like, last week.

Lucy, My Princess of Three (Reign of Terror)… Empress “Iwillnotbend”…. I digress. We were… In Public. Cole decided she wanted to swim. In Public. To the check stand. I had a choice. Pretend I was the good mom The Public expects, OR know my devil daughter and choose my battles.

You wanna know what I did? I. Let. Her. Swim. Yes, on her belly, a few dozen agonizing feet to the check stand. Some bystanders were delighted, some ran to the bathroom to vomit and sanitize their hands because of all the disgusting floor germs my daughter was “swimming” through. I chose to focus on the delighted people. I was blessed that my checker was one of the delighted folk. I told her that I was choosing my battles and that the germs were of FAR LESS concern than what would happen if I tried to make Cole please the germophobes. No one really knew that my choice was not only better for me and Cole, but better for all products stored in glass within a one mile radius…

Of course, now she has developed a third head… BUT I think that was from the time I let her swim at the toxic waste facility we visited on that last preschool field trip. I think.

So, are Jen and I the only “bad moms” here? Hey You - You look a bit disheveled… I bet you have a story… Oh, and You - You just put on some lipstick - nice color! Work it. I know You have a good one… C’mon - misery LOVES company :) And You… Giiiiirl! Did You just get your nails done? I love the color you chose… was it mani-therapy??? I need mani-therapy, or pedi-therapy… I just told you why I need it… what’s your story?

Well, Crap.

It is in times like these I wish I had magic powers of All Technology.

But I do not.

The Chief Technologist of My Life is drowning in work. Poor fella. BUT this is good, ‘cuz there are like, bills-n-such. Remember? Yesterday was tax day - so sorry to bring that up.

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