I had to share this blog from “That Anxious Mom”. I laughed out loud reading this one and prompted me to write up a short blog. Please, never stop sharing your daily lives. ~Lynn
Kids are so weird. Baby Girl often changes her name depending on what she’s interested in and wants us to call her that. She has been Charlotte, Wilbur, Marshall, Lucy, Elastigirl…it does not stop. Sometimes she’ll keep the name for days or weeks. (Like the time she wanted to be called “Miguel” and insisted on […]
I just want to thank you all for sharing your kids and their antics with me (ok, with everyone who reads your blogs).
As a mom of five, I can empathize with a lot of what you are going through. I can also be very grateful that most of your stories are now behind me. Granted, I’m heading into my last set of teen years, but the little one stories are behind me.
Some days, I’m feeling completely out of sorts and reading how your children are driving you and/or their siblings to distraction with their every day perspective is wonderful. It’s just the pick-me-up I need.
So again, thank you and please keep sharing. One day, you’ll look back on all your posts and show them to your kids’ future boyfriends/girlfriends or just take a stroll down memory lane. You’ll be glad you documented all that they said and did.
This is from my (then) five-year old lil miss (she’s almost 13 now).
These are two separate conversations. In the second one, her brother was on leave and spending his two weeks with us.
Lil Miss: Mommy I’m never going to get a job.
Me: How will you get money then?
Lil Miss: Have garage sales
Me: ummm smh lol
James is brushing his teeth with the water on. The lil miss tells her brother that wasting water is wrong.
I tell her, “it’s ok”. She tells him, “James…Mommy said you are wasting water and it’s not ok.”
Umm….no Mommy didn’t LOL
This conversation took place six years ago. I can’t imagine what teen years are going to be like when my daughter was only 6 when she said this….
Lil Miss: Walks in and says, “I need a beer.”
Me: Raises eyebrow
Lil Miss: “Oh…for Daddy.”
Me: Lmao…sounded so odd..considering she told me earlier she was done being a goody-goody and was going to be a baddy-baddy from now on.
Last year, this was the conversation I had with my then, 9-year old daughter. I read it this morning and laughed all over again. You really have to love a child’s viewpoint.
Lil miss: Mommy? Do you know why we celebrate Saint Patrick’s Day?
Me: Yes, do you?
Lil miss: Yup, because we are leprechauns!
Me: Not quite.
Lil miss: Well look how short we are.
Me: *face palm*
One of my daughter’s Godmothers, has two boys, ages 5 and 7. I am always getting updates on the 5 year old and the status of her ever-greying hair.
This morning, she shares a conversation that her 5-year old initiated.
Son: “Mom. When my ‘totoy’ get big, it’s showing off its muscles”.
Now, I’m not going to go into the scientific definition of ‘totoy’. Just know that it’s a male appendage, just south of the torso.
His mom, my friend, had no response other than almost dying. I, on the other hand, busted out laughing, almost hysterically.
You have to appreciate how kids think and then choose to express themselves. Their perspective is completely original and they aren’t shy about sharing.
Thank you to whomever created hair dye. The moms of the world appreciate you!
Most of you know I have a very forward-thinking, original 10-year old daughter. That being said, yesterday she surprised me with a note she had written when she had downtime in class.
Like many preteens, as a parent I know nothing. Many situations are met with eye rolls and exasperated sighs. She’s developing a healthy dose of sarcasm for her retorts to questions (not sure if I am happy or scared).
I will premise the letter stating she has always been a phonetic speller. I’m happy with diligent work, she is improving. When I first read the letter, I was crying (from laughing so hard).
For those of you who don’t read phonetics, here’s the translation:
I’m so sorry for fighting with you so much because I’m going through my hormones stuff and it is not a good thing at all right now. I’m just sad that’s all Mom!
I really didn’t mean to burst her bubble but she has no idea how good she truly has it. I mean after all, she’ll be receiving her monthly “friend” in the near future and then I bet she truly will understand what “not good” means.
I love she drew the both of us. She apologizes and I graciously forgive her. She hasn’t been that bad, normal kid stuff, but I appreciate the effort she put into this.
I know I’m an awful mom. Sharing a private letter with the world. I see a child in touch with her feelings, acknowledging poor behavior and using her manners. I can’t have failed that much as a parent, right? I’ve got a few years yet before she tells how I’ve ruined her life and all that, but for now, I’ll take these adorable apologies and remind myself what a good kid I have.