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

Ok, got another one on why I'm not winning Mother Of The Year any time soon....

DS12 sleeps with one of the dogs in his bed. If he's slacking and not wanting to get up, I threaten to throw the cat who HATES that dog on his bed.

First time, he thought I wouldn't do it. Well, it was middle of winter, said child was BURIED under his blankets, NOTHING was sticking out other than a tuft of his hair. Cat who is the dog hater is declawed (came that way from the shelter). It's a 23 pound dog.

I am a horrible, mean mother. Why on earth did he think there was not going to be a cat thrown on his bed? Gave him 5 minutes, walked back in holding the cat who was already pinning his ears at sight of the dog. Warned DS12 that he had 5 seconds to get up or the cat was on his bed. Got the vague grunt of ignoring wake up call. Kitty was tossed on the bed. Screaming cat whapping yelping dog got him out of bed in no time flat.

Now if he's trying that stunt, I just ask if he'd like the cat on his bed. He amazingly enough gets up really quickly.
 
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I used my DD cat to tell if she was really sick or not if she was sick he would lay on her chest if she was not sick he would sit on the floor and meow at her she did try to hold him on her chest once until he dug his claws into her boy was she ready for school quick that morning. I loved that cat.
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I used my DD cat to tell if she was really sick or not if she was sick he would lay on her chest if she was not sick he would sit on the floor and meow at her she did try to hold him on her chest once until he dug his claws into her boy was she ready for school quick that morning. I loved that cat.
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Good kitty!!
 
Earlier this winter our six year old DS decided that he'd see if he could get out of school two afternoons in a row by saying he was sick. So the second day I left work and took him to the doctor where I had them do a full checkup including drawing a massive vial of blood and making him pee in a cup.

Needless to say, he no longer pretends to be sick.
 
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Well of course, sick kids need to see a doctor!

What a bunch of horrid parents we are here apparently.

If I was a "good" mom I would have taken him home, snuggled on the couch and watched movies, but only if I wanted to do it every day for the rest of the school year.
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"Sick" kids clearly need medicine.
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I have a cousin who was fighting the whining battle. She finally found a medicine type bottle, filled it full of apple cider vinegar and labeled it "Whining medicine". Every time the kid tuned up she would whip out the teaspoon and dose him up. It took less than a week and all she had to do was sit the bottle on the counter. The best part is that the ACV was actually pretty good for him!
 
I have MANY Loser mother of the year awards, these are just a few..

1. My all time favorite.. I SWEAR.. this is a true story. My DD, then 2, hid everything under her pillow, apparently including butter. She was a VERY difficult child. She was having a particularly bad day, even for her which says a lot, and I sent her for a nap. After a few minutes of me crying on the sofa because she had just drawn on my Great-Grandmother's antique hutch with a pen, I heard her laughing in her room. I opened her door, and out bolted this naked child with butter from her head to in between her toes and everywhere in between.. I mean in her ears and her nose and in her tata.....ewwww. I couldn't even catch her because she was so slippery.. I finally did and she HOWLED and kicked and screamed the whole bath and I finally got her back to bed. I DONT drink, but a male friend who helps me with handyman stuff and mowed my lawn took payment in a cold beer. I desperately needed one this day, so I snuck one of his. I didn't know how to get top off, so took a hammer and tried to pry it off. The hammer slipped and the round end of handle hit me square in the eye socket. HUGE, HUGE black eye, and broken cheek and brow bone. The next morning, OF COURSE she has an ear infection from butter in her ear, so off to doctor, where now I am being investigated because I must be in abusive relationship and exposing my DD to. It took several hours to clear that up... good thing I can laugh about this now.

2. My kids talk back to me, or are sassy or sarcastic, and they get their mouths washed out with soap. They HATE this, but boy do they watch their words around me.

3. They get three chances to forget things for school (per year). We all forget things in this crazy hectic world, but beyond three, I will NOT destroy my day to bring them their stuff NO matter how important.

4. My kids have chores and animal chores. No chores, no cell phone, no movies, no fun. And I will deliberatly will take the others to ice cream or Barnes and Noble if one has been particularly irresponsible. Oh yeah, I feel a make your own Sundae night coming on.. LOLOLOL...

5. When my kids say they hate me, I tell them that's why God gave me big shoulders. I can take it, I am just doing what I need to do. It really makes them so mad that I don't freak out.
 
Well, I remember when DD was 1. I showed up to pick her up from her daycare (we had the BEST daycare family - they were great!) and the daycare lady was nearly in tears. She wanted to warn me before I saw DD, who was ALL RIGHT but just looked REALLY BAD... Turns out DD had leaped off the front steps onto the concrete sidewalk, face first. I laughed and said "Oh thank god!" and then explained that DD was always doing stuff like that at home and I had been worried that they were going to turn me in to child protection some day from DD showing up with bruises and scrapes on her face.

This was the child who, at about 2 months old, figured out that if she could roll over onto her back and onto her front once, she could do it again and again... Never could keep her in one place for any length of time. And before she could walk, she could climb. Came home once and found her on top of the dining room table - the family we were staying with had been in the kitchen for about 2 minutes...

She's also the one who tried throwing a tantrum in the store once. I turned my back on her. People were glaring at me all horrified. Eventually, she stopped, looked at me, and I said "ready to checkout now?" and she stood up and went to the checkout as if nothing had happened. Never happened again.
 
My DD's did something similar to the butter incident!! Our pantry is not huge by any means but it is big enough for little kids to stand against the shelves and pull the door shut. Not much room to move around or a light for that matter. My DD's then about 2 or 3 got in there and were messing around. Soon giggling commenced and we knew something was up. Opened the door and everything was covered in peanut butter. Them, the shelves, the door and whatever else they could touch!!! 3 years later I still sometimes find a bit of pb when cleaning it out!

One time while cleaning out my niece's room I asked my younger twin DD(then about 3) to take some fingernail polish to mommy's bathroom. I went on cleaning and kinda forgot about telling her to do that and realized about ten minutes later that she had not returned so I went to investigate. When I got to my bedroom door I could smell it. Walked around the corner and she had painted herself. Not just her toes and fingernails! She painted her whole hands and feet. Amazingly she didn't get any on her clothes or the cabinets but did have to throw away the bathmat. Needless to say she had purplish feet and hands for a week or so!!


One way I keep my kids from whining in the store especially at checkout as this seems to be the worst place for it: I implemented the rule my father had for us when we were kids. We don't buy anything in the checkout stand. If it is in that area then it is off limits. I will make an exception for gum if they have been good but that's it. None of those trinkety little toys and junk!!!!!!!
 

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