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Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Mom Fail... ? No. Mom Brilliant.


Hi Vanessa's readers!!  **waves, takes a bow**  I'm so excited to do a guest post while our friend Vanessa is away.  I am totally flattered that she wanted little ole me to do a post on her blog.  She must really trust me, right??  Right?!  Okay.  I'll be good, pinky swears.

Sunday I was talking on the phone to the bff.  We were talking about how our kids seem to be bickering a lot lately, picking on each other and generally being pains in the rumps.

We think it's due to the fact that we are in a crappy time of year here.  One day the weather is nice, the kids are playing outside, having a great time.  Then next day it's windy, rainy, and the clouds are so dark we have to turn lamps on.  But the kids can see the summer coming.  There are signs and it's driving them nuts.

This plays havoc with the kids' minds!  They want to be out burning energy and having fun, but they have to be cooped up inside.  They are sick of watching Spongebob and Yo Gabba Gabba (or as i affectionately refer to it, "No Gaggy Gaggy").

It's frustrating for them.  Know who it's even more frustrating for?  That's right.  Moms.  We have to listen to the bickering, whining, fighting, picking, annoying, screaming, bitching and moaning that come along with Spring here in the northwest.

The kids see a beautiful oasis of long days playing outside with friends, wearing shorts and sandals, playing chase with the dogs, riding bikes, walks to the park, ice cream, otter pops, staying up too late and getting dirty.

Me and the bff have another vision...it involves early morning chats over coffee with the door open so we can bask in the glory of the warm weather.  And perhaps 4 bungee cords tied to my walnut tree in the back yard.  Attached to the end of the cords?  4 children.  We'll even leave them water.  We might throw them a bag of chips.  Heck.  I will even look for a pink one for bff's daughter.  Wouldn't want to be too cruel, ya know?

What?!  Hello.  We just spent Spring listening to them complain for hours on end.

They're lucky we're willing to throw them a bone.  I mean, bag of chips.  Or whatever.

14 comments:

Dee Crowe said...

lol yo gaggy gaggy!
love the post!

Angie said...

My husband and I were just saying last night that we regret not doing the fence in the yard. Wouldn't need the bungee cord then... I guess I could tie them to the dog tie out... maybe give them a "run"

Jennifer @ The Toy Box Years said...

I just about choked on my coffee reading this post! LOVED.IT!

The bungee cord idea is fantastic....it's like a lead run for dogs! Brilliant! And I had to laugh at No Gaggy Gaggy! I haven't seen a show that disturbing since The Teletubbies!

Michelle Hoad said...

You are still waiting? It's 100 here and they don't want to leave the house because it's so dang hot. I can't win for losing.

Ian said...

MIMI....wassssupppp??????

Sara @ Domestically Challenged said...

Oh--- I like. The bag of chips is a nice idea. Chocolate chips would work too, butmight make them hyper.

Cara Smith said...

What...you're not supposed to do that.

Crap...I gotta go get the kids.

Shelley said...

I've followed both of these guest bloggers so far. They are so funny! Love it!

MiMi said...

Ha! Love these comments.
And yep, when the sun comes out here and it hits 80 something degrees, my oldest will undoubtedly complain about it and not wanna go outside cuz it's "toooooo hottttttt." LOL

Mommy Lisa said...

Ha Ha Ha! That is good. We are having almost the same here in MN.

blueviolet said...

I hate the back and forth too! Today is freezing and I'm wearing pants and a sweatshirt. Yesterday I was sweating!

purseblogger said...

LOL! That was hilarious! All too true. :)

Teddy Started It said...

Hahaha..."rump" - I haven't heard anyone say that w/o roast attached to it for a loooooong time. Actually though, rump roast is exactly what my kiddos got today when they INSISTED on eating lunch outside. (95 degrees at 11:00 this morning.) You don't need bungy cords when their shoes and the elastic on their underwear have melted to the driveway;p

Tracie said...

My babysitter used to tie us to the couch with pantyhose. See how good I turned out?