Mums the Word

There's a lot I admire about kids and one of those things is their honesty.  They have no idea about  what I'm trying to pull off with this 'look' but they are sure gonna tell me what they think.  I cringe at what they may tell strangers at any given moment.  I'm literally flexing right now just thinking about it.  However, sometimes I think kids are the ones who have it right.  Recently we went to dinner at the QCC which we haven't done much since dad passed and my four year old says, 'I really wish Poppy was here instead of in heaven.'  In one easy sentence he said something so simple, straight to the point and straight from the heart.  We all agreed and thought that it was awesome that he could just say what we had all been thinking. Honestly, life makes no sense to me a lot of the time.  Just when I think I have a handle on it and am on top of my game and I have all the answers, I brace myself because I know nothing at all and God is going to beat

 Sometimes when the kids meltdown over things that shouldn't matter at all I think about when someone puts water in my soy chai.  Bastards!  I get it.  Life is tough, especially when your two and I wont let you drink ketchup.  Sometimes... I don't want to get up in the morning. Even though it's funny, I want you to not be naked. I want a shower. I don't want to wipe your butt. I don't want to wear your breakfast on my jeans. I want to drink hot things without worrying someone will knock it out of my hand. I don't want to get in the van. I don't want to get out of the van. I don't want people to drive like idiots (unless it is me and then you can suck it). I want a nap. I don't want to hear the word budget. I don't want to cook dinner. I don't want to do laundry or clean house.  I want a quiet second to think. I don't want to feel like I'm talking to myself. But sometimes, we don't get what we want.  And sometim

I'm in charge and  I'm trying to train you to be a tolerable adult therefore I will be unable to up with your sh#$.  Meltdowns, temper tantrums, and sassy backtalk are outlawed.  If you get away with it now, you may think it's acceptable as an adult and the world has met it's quota for jackwaggons.  So.....I will be taking no names, you will not pass go,  and there will be no warning for this train.  You should also think long and hard before you come at me cause I haven't slept in days and I will take you out!!!!! Thank you and you're welcome!