I went to Park City, Utah over the weekend with my husband for our anniversary. My kids stayed with my sister. We got home in the evening, and the kids were tired. We get home, and I do my usual kiss and hug them because I missed them. I ask them what they did blah, blah blah...... my five year old informs me that I am a "really nice" mom after a vacation. Thanks I guess. Then I am tucking them into bed and he says, "mom since you are in a be nice mood right now, can you tell us a story?" Apparently I am a mean nasty mom on all other days. I must need to take a weekend getaway every week.
Today we are driving home from his preschool graduation practice, and he decides that he needs to remind me of the time that I locked his baby sister in the car. He said, " I think you lost your mind that day mom." Oh thank heavens that our kids remind us of our moments of idiocy! I don't know about you, but I have a lot of those days.
Monday, May 17, 2010
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