I'll just blame this entry on that extra coffee I had...
I was watching a rerun of Dawson's Creek this morning with the hubs before the kids got up and it reminded me of my pre-kids life. The actual episode didn't remind me but the act of watching that specific show undisturbed did. It's funny how I thought then that I was just soooo busy. Ha! That life was EASY! Nothing about that former life could prepare me for my life now.
My biggest concern back then was dying my hair the correct color of blonde and making sure my "hooker" boots matched my outfits. Not that I despise those kinds of boots now but can you imagine a petite mom like me wearing hookerish boots while holding a 2 year old on her hip with a 5 year old by her side. We'd surely look like we escaped from the circus!
The things I am dealing with now just don't compare. Not that I expected them to but...I'm just saying. Do I make any sense here?
Anyway, back to reality here, I am currently dealing with a 2 year old that doesn't like diapers or the potty so he pees throughout the entire house. He reminds me of a little puppy named Magenta (an obsession with blues clues) that we got our oldest son when he was 2 years old. Well, needless to say, we took it back and exchanged it for a cat. I guess I can't exchange* my child huh? I wonder if I took him to the Humane Society if they would give me a cute little cat instead. You think they would?
I'm also dealing with a 5 year old who thinks for some reason that he is the parent and that he doesn't have to do anything we tell him to. I am at a loss on how to deal with this. It's actually just started in the past week and I know we need to deal with it NOW. I feel like I am doing all I can. You think I could trade him in too? Since he's so big maybe they'd give me one of those big dogs and a cat. Wait, I don't want a dog. They’re more work than a child.
Ok. The end.
*Any comparison of a child and a dog above is a joke and any reference to exchanging my son for a cat and the other for a dog+cat is purely a joke. It kind of makes it not funny when I have to add this little note to the end but sometimes the way I write doesn't sound so funny so I figured it would be helpful to incude this footnote for the crazies. I do love my children. I really really do and would never harm them.
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I was watching a rerun of Dawson's Creek this morning with the hubs before the kids got up and it reminded me of my pre-kids life. The actual episode didn't remind me but the act of watching that specific show undisturbed did. It's funny how I thought then that I was just soooo busy. Ha! That life was EASY! Nothing about that former life could prepare me for my life now.
My biggest concern back then was dying my hair the correct color of blonde and making sure my "hooker" boots matched my outfits. Not that I despise those kinds of boots now but can you imagine a petite mom like me wearing hookerish boots while holding a 2 year old on her hip with a 5 year old by her side. We'd surely look like we escaped from the circus!
The things I am dealing with now just don't compare. Not that I expected them to but...I'm just saying. Do I make any sense here?
Anyway, back to reality here, I am currently dealing with a 2 year old that doesn't like diapers or the potty so he pees throughout the entire house. He reminds me of a little puppy named Magenta (an obsession with blues clues) that we got our oldest son when he was 2 years old. Well, needless to say, we took it back and exchanged it for a cat. I guess I can't exchange* my child huh? I wonder if I took him to the Humane Society if they would give me a cute little cat instead. You think they would?
I'm also dealing with a 5 year old who thinks for some reason that he is the parent and that he doesn't have to do anything we tell him to. I am at a loss on how to deal with this. It's actually just started in the past week and I know we need to deal with it NOW. I feel like I am doing all I can. You think I could trade him in too? Since he's so big maybe they'd give me one of those big dogs and a cat. Wait, I don't want a dog. They’re more work than a child.
Ok. The end.
*Any comparison of a child and a dog above is a joke and any reference to exchanging my son for a cat and the other for a dog+cat is purely a joke. It kind of makes it not funny when I have to add this little note to the end but sometimes the way I write doesn't sound so funny so I figured it would be helpful to incude this footnote for the crazies. I do love my children. I really really do and would never harm them. >Go to the Mom blog Homepage
My biggest concern back then was dying my hair the correct color of blonde and making sure my "hooker" boots matched my outfits. Not that I despise those kinds of boots now but can you imagine a petite mom like me wearing hookerish boots while holding a 2 year old on her hip with a 5 year old by her side. We'd surely look like we escaped from the circus!
The things I am dealing with now just don't compare. Not that I expected them to but...I'm just saying. Do I make any sense here?
Anyway, back to reality here, I am currently dealing with a 2 year old that doesn't like diapers or the potty so he pees throughout the entire house. He reminds me of a little puppy named Magenta (an obsession with blues clues) that we got our oldest son when he was 2 years old. Well, needless to say, we took it back and exchanged it for a cat. I guess I can't exchange* my child huh? I wonder if I took him to the Humane Society if they would give me a cute little cat instead. You think they would?
I'm also dealing with a 5 year old who thinks for some reason that he is the parent and that he doesn't have to do anything we tell him to. I am at a loss on how to deal with this. It's actually just started in the past week and I know we need to deal with it NOW. I feel like I am doing all I can. You think I could trade him in too? Since he's so big maybe they'd give me one of those big dogs and a cat. Wait, I don't want a dog. They’re more work than a child.
Ok. The end.
*Any comparison of a child and a dog above is a joke and any reference to exchanging my son for a cat and the other for a dog+cat is purely a joke. It kind of makes it not funny when I have to add this little note to the end but sometimes the way I write doesn't sound so funny so I figured it would be helpful to incude this footnote for the crazies. I do love my children. I really really do and would never harm them. >Go to the Mom blog Homepage
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sometimes, I want to trade my kids in too.
I've had similar thoguhts about how silly it was to think I was busy back in my pre-child days. I didn't know the meaning of the word... These days, I ought to get it tattooed on my forehead. I find myself saying it to people way too much.
I was the same way, if my hair didn't look good back then it was a major crisis.
But, I must admit, I would never want to go back.
Great post!
LOL!! I love hearing my single friends tell me how "busy" they are, like you said, NOT! I would like to be able to read a book or watch one show in it's entirety without and interuption though. I can totally relate!! Oh, Keep up the good potty training. That is exactly how we trained Jake and it took a while, but it was the best way for him. We thought he'd never get it, but he did and your son will to. I was reminded by an older friend, "You don't see any 20 year old men wearing diapers, right?". That made me feel better until my other friend said, "Wellllll". EWWWWWW!
My 5 year old thinks he is the parent of the baby. Apparently it is his job to inform me at all times what the 1 year old is doing because I don't pay enough attention. Sheesh.
I miss watching dawsons creek and worrying about whether or not my hooker boots match.
not that I really would trade it in for what I have now, but still. I miss it.
I also had coffee this morning.
I also have a 20lb dictator at home.
It will get better. If it does not,then you should have another cup of coffee.
Relax
Becca uses the potty at home (naked the waist down all day hehe), we used positive reinforcement (potty dance! w00 hoo), the potty is also in our living room (although I am trying to get it back to the bathroom slowly) and I insisted that she "help" me clean up the mess. I figured it was a natural consequence that she had to stop playing/reading to come clean up. It took about a week and now 99% as long as she is naked she sits on the potty. Not sure if any of that will help .. hope so.
As for the 5 year old parent ... sorry I have yet to cross that bridge. I hope you can figure it out soon. What about Dr Sears and his discipline?!? he has a website that has a lot of resources. Good luck!!
gotta love dawsons creek. i still like to watch it if i get time!
I love this post! I, too, laugh when childless people say how 'busy' they are!
Isn't it a shame when you have to put explanation paragraphs at the end of a post? Some people just don't get what is funny.
If the Humane Society gives you a good deal can I have their address? LOL
My 5 year old is the same way. He doesn't listen really well either but he is good at some things and not others. He always argues with me. He gets it done but he makes 101 excuses why he can't and that drives me crazy. The comparison thing with the pets is just the humor in you we all don't see much. Some people have some idea that when we complain about our kids and vent about them that we don't love them. Of course we love them they just drive us crazy sometimes but we wouldn't trade it for the world.
Well, sometimes I want to return the baby. I'm even willing to take a merchandise credit!!
Hopefully everyone has understood the humor here!!
Seriously, I do understand what you mean. Tim and I used to watch Dawson's and you bringing that show up made me yearn for high school. Ah, sweet 1999, you were fleeting- yet so wonderful. No repsonsiblities, no budget, no worries. Why didn't I appreciate you? Why??
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