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

i'm not a mom, but i'm loving these stories. if i ever do have children, i know i'm bound to make some crazy mistakes, but we're all human and fallible, and thank goodness most of us make it to adulthood!

i was the kid on the leash. as soon as my toddler feet hit the floor i was off. once i flew with my older brothers- i was 1 1/2, bros were 7 and 10. my dad put us on the plane and mom met us after the flight. my oldest bro was instructed to not let go of my leash, no matter what. so when i decided to go running up and down the aisle, he just ran with me, for the entire 2 hour flight! when our mom met us at the gate, the flight attendants were livid! one even told my mom outright, "don't ever subject a plane to your kids again!"
 
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My kids are opposite... my DS has a clean room but you need to wear shoes and tie a rope around your waist if you go into my DD's room. On the other hand... my DS likes to build things. He will make shelves, benches, or whatever out of scrap wood and has holes in his walls.
 
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I have the no food rule too... but I am always missing things like forks, spoons, bowls, or cups. I go upstairs and guess what I find? empty pop cans (not allowed to have pop so I stopped buying it), forks, spoons, bowls, and cups.
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I give up.
 
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First part - Errmm, oldest is Matthew, then Charlotte, then Harrison, then Daniel. After that, we really had to stop and think a LOT more on the names. As the children believe their names are Mayham, Chaos, Havoc and Destruction. As in to the point the teachers in kindergarten called their names and they wouldn't respond because that wasn't their name.

Second part - no, teenaged girls are just as bad. If not worse.

Alas, I am not a scary mom. The scary parent award in this house goes to DH. Which Charlotte uses to her enjoyment. Her school is full of the idiot drunken teenager parties. She knows all she has to do is call DH and go in her perfectly sweet, angelic, suckup voice "Daddy, so and so is having a party tonight, may I PLEASSEEEEE go?" and DH knows to start screaming and yelling about it, then demands to speak to so and so, yells at them to scare the stuffing out of them, and no way in Hades is his baby girl going to THOSE kinds of parties.
 
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I have the no food rule too... but I am always missing things like forks, spoons, bowls, or cups. I go upstairs and guess what I find? empty pop cans (not allowed to have pop so I stopped buying it), forks, spoons, bowls, and cups.
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I give up.

Oh I've found dishes in their rooms. Usually only once or twice. As soon as I find them, I get to clean their room and very special toys will wind up going into MY stash. It's not worth it breaking the rules for that, or at least if you do so, take the evidence back downstairs. I know the older kids take food up to their rooms to work on homework and snack after school. I also know I'm not home and can't stop them, so as long as I don't see the evidence (and sibling tattling is not evidence), I figure they are keeping things clean enough for me. Plus DD14 is known to grab all the dishes that get upstairs and wash them before I get home for the fact that she doesn't want to see what the results will be if I get the evidence of the broken rule. Works for me.
 
When I was going to school and working my DH bless his heart was taking care of the kids in evenings while I was in class, he went to say Jessi and Schellie (our DD's names) it came out jellie, the name stuck we now call our DD whose name is Michelle to everyone but family Jellie, our first granddaughter when DD had a sonogram done my DH said it looked like a peanut so that is oldest DGD nick name peanut so now we have peanut butter and Jellie time. 2nd DGD is called piglet from pooh bear. Plus she eats like a piglet all the time.
 
I just tell my kid "Just remember to tell your therapist about this when you grow up"

A few years ago I was outside cutting my husband hair in the backyard, our son was out on his bike I heard him come in and go in the house he called out the back door to me, I said "Just wait a minute Im cutting your dads hair". Hes like "okay Mom" A few minutes later I finished the hair cut go inside and said "what did you need dear" he replied "Oh I fell off my bike"

There he is at the kitchen table with a handful of blood soaked paper towels on his knee patiently waiting for me to finish cutting my husbands hair.

I told him in the future if I say hang on please let me know if there is blood involved!
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Well believe it or not I screwed up again
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Yesterday my youngest son started with his new tutor. The tutor and I had discussed on Monday, that he would stay after school with her for an hour Wed and Fri. I would pick him up afterwards. Well I wrote his teacher a thank you note for finding him a tutor and also her other suggestions and observations but I forgot to mention that he would be staying after school with the tutor twice a week. So yesterday comes around and DS tells his teacher that he is supposed to stay after with the tutor. So the teacher tries to call me but I am not home I had an appointment and planned to pick DS up on the way home. So then the tutor tried to call and the teacher tried to call again. The tutor told the teacher is that she was told to keep him afterschool and if she had to take him home afterwards she would. Then The priciple called and then the teacher again. Well I get to the school and the principle meets me at the door and tells me what was going on the I didn't let them know that DS was supposed to stay after and they tried to call me.

I had that moment of panic Interrupting her to ask "You didn't send him home did you? THere is no one there!
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"OH NO NO" she said whew
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It could have turned out really bad. DS show up at home all alone siblings all at ball practice or track no one their. Locked out of the house.

Yet I bet he would just play and ride his bike till someone came home but still. I know I will never be nominated for mother of the year. I had 7 messages from the school when I got home.
 
Feather, at least you have a valid reason for your forgetfulness. Don't beat yourself up! And at least the folks at the school had enough sense to keep your son there.

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