A mother said she loved her kid, but sometimes had a hard time liking her. What she means is, she loves the kid but doesn’t necessarily appreciate all the bone-headed, self-centered, idiot things a kid can do. I hear you out there, mothers, I really do. We love our kids, but don’t always like what they do. Remember that the next time your children drive you up a tree, ok? Or when you turn around to find your well-mannered son sitting at the restaurant table with chopsticks shoved up his nose.
And confidential to the mom who accidentally locked her toddler into the car this morning? It’s ok. Really. You’re not the first and you won’t be the last and bravo! Hurrah to you for taking it calmly, chalking it up to experience, leaving the blame game in the snow where it belonged, and getting on with your day. I’d have been kicking myself for days.
I am facing the horrendous task of finally unearthing my home after the holidays. It’s under here somewhere, but this English Basement is like working in a walk-in refrigerator, and all I want to do is hide under the covers.
Oh, Rebecca, I hope things lighten up for you soon. I remember being a right pain in the arse to my folks, and we are very close now.
LOL Maxi. Yes, I do. I say that to him already. He doesn’t get it. But he will.
That’s my frog – working REALLY hard to “like” my almost 17 yr old daughter, whom I say “I Love you” to every day with no response.
Don’t you sometime want to say, “I hope you have a kid one day and I hope she’s/he’s just like you.”
May Your Glass Always Be Half Full