I will never be nominated for Mother of the year Award thread

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Love it! Why is it ok to have the dog sleep with the kids, but reverse that, you're in trouble? There's some good dog food recipes out there, and reading the label of most dog treats, they are fine, just sometimes dry. I'm not eatting them though.

My mom caught me eating dog biscuits a time or two when I was little - never did me no harm.
 
The dog cookies are just dry and almost bland with the lack of sugar. But, I have eaten them, seriously because they were all that was ok when I had morning sickness. So if the kid wanted one, be my guest. Less junk than the real cookies.
 
Yesterday I told my son that if he and his siblings didn't start picking up better after themselves I was going to send them outside to live in the chicken coop with the chickens. He looked at me for a minute then said "alright." and went right back to dumping out the trays of blocks he had just finished lugging all over the family room floor. I give up!
 
Okay I am never going to be a Mother of the year. I was trying out my plastic bb gun, and I couldn't resist firing off a shot that hit my DS24 at 18 in the tush. I laughed at him when he said "ow that hurt". I also remember popping him on the leg at church. It made a lot of noise, and didn't hurt him, at least he stopped annoying me and started to listen to the service.
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I lost my DD27 when she was three, in a very large shopping mall. She managed to get all the way to the last big store, before the security people found her.
 
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You must have a really nice coop!
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They certainly think so! The LF house looks a little like those kids play houses you see at shed places. In fact, when we were building it the kids couldn't stay put! So I handed them a hand broom and dust pan or sand paper or other tools used to infringe on child labor laws
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darn! Lost my MOTY tiara again, didn't I ?
 
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Today my FIL who lives with us and is getting very late in his years went for a walk. After he was gone longer than usual I allert DH. We walk around the yard and woods. Then DH saw him walking down the road nearly a 1/2 mile down the road. So worried we jumped in the truck and went to get him. We had to convince him to get in the truck as he was on his way to visit a friend that is no longer living. He is starting to slip mentally on us. Well we were gone for 30mins.

When we got back my DS 8 was in a panic cause we left him home alone. I was so shook up I totally forgot that DS was still at home. I was only concerned about getting FIL back home safe.

See this is just another reason I will never be nominated for mother of the year.
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OK I just read the first 7 pages.
I lost my award a long time ago. The time I lost it and will never get a second chance was when youngest DS was about 14 or 15. DD and her 2 DD were staying with us. DS was having a fit about who knows what as I came in the front door he ran into and almost knocked me over. Some how I got him back in the house and found out he was on his way to running away, He was told he could not do some thing by DH. Told him to go to his room and he said "Fine. I will just jump out the window". His room was on the 2nd floor and had a cement slab under it. By this time I had enough I don't know how or why but I some how got him in a kitchen chair and duck taped him to it. Both arm and legs and around his chest. The poor DGDs were in shock, to Nana like this. DS just kept running his mouth . Agian why I will never know but I picked up the phone and called 911, we live in a tiny town. I told them they needed to send some one out to our house that I had duck taped my son to the chair and I was eyeing the stairs. The lady ask if he was acting out, told her just one of those teen age days. Well a few minutes later here come the police. The officer ask what happen and I told him. He ask if he could take DS out side to talk to him. I told him sure but if he let him out of the chair and he ran away he would have to bring him home, said he would leave him in the chair and just roll DS out side. DS almost had a heart attack he thought he was going to get to make that trip down the stairs after all. Few minutes later they came back in and the officer ask for something to cut DS lose with. He said the problem was taken care of. I don't know what was said that night but after that all I had to say was I have duck tape. DGD still think that is why there is a roll of tape in kitchen junk drawer. When people staring tell those crazy family stories DS is the first one to tell the story about the night I called 911 on him. He is an almost well adjusted 23 year old now
 
piecemaker,

That is an awesome story. What a great bunch of folks you had living there with you. lol I love the police officer - what a great person.

I'm still giggling about how the dispatcher sent someone and every thing. I figure if I did that, they'ed just send CPS after me.

Just goes to show, it does take a village to raise a child.



Guys, keep these stories coming. I like knowing I'm not the only one not getting nominated for MOTY.
 

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