Run Home and Cry to Mommy
Were you ever taunted by kids in school that told you "run home and cry to your mommy?" Maybe a big brother did the taunting?
Here is my list of top ten reasons to run home and cry to mommy:
1. Having two teens, a baby, a 3 year-old, and having to drive 40 minutes to pick up your daughter, with the baby and 3 year-old, because the truck your husband just repaired before going out of town for four days died.
2. Taking the baby and the 3 year-old and both of them cry for ten minutes straight on the last ten minutes.
3. Cramming an early shopping trip in between dropping off one daughter at the high school and the other off at the fair parade drop off point. Not so bad, except that the baby was with and pooped his diaper all over me in the store. There were no diapers in my bag.
4. Same shopping trip--baby drooled on the checkbook. The drool spot got shredded in the check reader and I had to write another while holding a poopy, wiggling baby.
5. Husband out of town.
6. The dog scraping his bowl for food while the boys are crying and drinkable yogurt gets spilled.
7. While cleaning the yogurt, the three year-old raises his arms, spilling the remaining drinkable yogurt.
8. Putting the three year-old to bed only to realize I forgot to change the sheets that he wet the night before because I was running my teen girls all over town and getting pooped on in the store.
9. Husband out of town.
10. Realizing that if I did run home to mommy, the dishes would not get done, the wash would not get done, the cats and dog would leave hairs all over that no one would sweep, and it would take at least two to three weeks to run home to mommy since she is 1800 miles away.
Here is my list of top ten reasons to run home and cry to mommy:
1. Having two teens, a baby, a 3 year-old, and having to drive 40 minutes to pick up your daughter, with the baby and 3 year-old, because the truck your husband just repaired before going out of town for four days died.
2. Taking the baby and the 3 year-old and both of them cry for ten minutes straight on the last ten minutes.
3. Cramming an early shopping trip in between dropping off one daughter at the high school and the other off at the fair parade drop off point. Not so bad, except that the baby was with and pooped his diaper all over me in the store. There were no diapers in my bag.
4. Same shopping trip--baby drooled on the checkbook. The drool spot got shredded in the check reader and I had to write another while holding a poopy, wiggling baby.
5. Husband out of town.
6. The dog scraping his bowl for food while the boys are crying and drinkable yogurt gets spilled.
7. While cleaning the yogurt, the three year-old raises his arms, spilling the remaining drinkable yogurt.
8. Putting the three year-old to bed only to realize I forgot to change the sheets that he wet the night before because I was running my teen girls all over town and getting pooped on in the store.
9. Husband out of town.
10. Realizing that if I did run home to mommy, the dishes would not get done, the wash would not get done, the cats and dog would leave hairs all over that no one would sweep, and it would take at least two to three weeks to run home to mommy since she is 1800 miles away.