As you can see, I have two beautiful, wonderful and smart children who I love desperately, of course. But sometimes they're little shits. Villains. I came home from a hard, busy, exhausting day, and all they've done is treat me with disrespect and rudeness. I've had it with them. Thank god they've gone outside and left me alone for a few minutes. I could go on, but eventually they'll probably read this and I'll feel horrible for having said things based on frustration, exhaustion and a bad mood. But I think every parent feels this way sometimes. I bet Champ did. Wow, Gram probably even felt this way. There's comfort in knowing that.
Anyway, I can't really complain. Neil's always nice to me, even when the kids are jerks and I'm grumpy. Plus, he cleans the house. And he says things like this to our kids: "pull your head out of your ass." I really like that.
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Villians! I love it! Woman, you know I feel ya. I popped in for a minute between my two mind-numbing meetings because I missed my little shits, only to wonder why I bothered to stop at all. Sometimes they're better in the abstract! But go look at them when they're sleeping tonight - that will make it all good.
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