According to my children (the blessed angels), I have been ‘the best mom ever!’ for over 8 years now. Yay me! But, the tides they are a changin’!
As I mentioned here, I am spending a lot of extra time with them this summer and there has been a lot of togetherness. While I have done my best to keep their every whim satisfied with fun fill days and nights, what they say about absence making the heart grow fonder is true. These kids are starting not to like me so much.
My once shiny star, is now getting tarnished. And how do I know this? Oh, because the blessed angels have told me straight out. Don’t get me wrong, they are still female and passive aggressive as hell but they have told me in no uncertain terms that I, the very best mother in all of the land, am no longer…I am now One of the best moms in the world. It’s a short word, o-n-e. One you might not even notice had it not been uttered with such emphasis.
I recently got a new app on my phone that lets you add text to pictures. It’s fun and I taught the girls to use it and they were happy. Shortly (as in minutes) after teaching my youngest to use it, she makes me this picture and says what do you think?
What do I think? Um, you don’t want to know what I think! I think maybe your American Girl doll will meet an untimely death…I think those My Little Ponies might have their cutie marks removed in painful and unappealing ways. I think you can read yourself a bed time story…with voices…and characterizations. I think you can make your own damned dinner… and while you are at it, make dinner for me too! That way I can complain about it loudly and in front of you.
While I didn’t do or say any of those things to her, I most definitely thought them. In real life I said “thanks honey, you are one of the best kids ever…”.