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Mother of the Year Goes to.... Not Me

Every morning I go to the gym to exercise. I love it because I have a lot of friends there (it's my adult interaction for the day...hahah...but seriously...), endorphins are released, I feel powerful and strong....etc. Fast forward to about 10 minutes after I arrive home.

Kids are fighting over who grabbed the box of cereal first.

Tears are rolling down cheeks from, "Cameron looked at me in a mean way."

Fights are breaking out between who has to be the flippin' monkey in the middle...

You get the idea.

So pretty much all the good I do at 5:30 in the wee early morning hours gets completely undone. (Perhaps I should schedule my workouts to after the kids leave for school instead?)

Anyway, today was no different. The kids actually all got ready on their own really well without any fights. They had a good 20 minutes to kill before we had to leave for school. They decided to play a game (but not the blasted Monkey in the Middle game...No! No! I banned that game [and 'jinx&#…

Halloween Party

Mom and Dad used to host parties with our friends and neighbors from the ward. One time they had a Halloween party in our basement and were exchanging white elephant gifts. I remembered the ones that belonged to us because I had seen Mom wrapping them before the party.

When a neighbor opened up the hemorrhoid cream I exclaimed, "Hey! That's my mom's!"

Everyone there thought it was funny.

Except Mom. ;)

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