Colorado Mom
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- Jun 4, 2006
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There is some snow here.. well not just some, about a foot and a half on the edge of the sidewalk. I have a sledding hill in my front yard- the kids are climbing on top of the railing on the porch and snowboarding down to the street.
Christmas has come and gone. I now have one kid skateboarding across the tile floor, no holes in the wall yet, 1 super deluxe drum set, both guitar hero games, and then last night the drum set kid lugged the elec guitar and amp up to his room as well.
Now our neighbor slipped on the ice in his driveway a few days ago and offered to help out if they need anything. Got a knock on the door asking to baby sit the 3 kids, no problem I say! Then it hits me, I don't know these kids at all and nothing for them to do at my house. My bright idea is Chucky E Cheese, it sounds good in theory- they get food, run around and I don't have to have to find anything for them to do at my house for 2 hours. An insane amount of money later, we pack up and head home. Mom said she'd be 1-2 hours tops at the hospitol visiting.. 3 hours later she calls and says go ahead and send them back home, not even a thank you. AND.... the entire time the kids called me Becky, Betty, Bessie, and whatever else they though sounded like Deb.
Kids were supposed to go back to school Wednesday, 2 weeks off is fun and wonderful and we had a blast. THEN, the stupid school district called off Wed. Some crap about safety. Wed was my only day off to do non-kid stuff before our trip. I was crushed. School has now been cancelled until Monday. We can't take any more family togetherness. Let me give you an example that illustrates this point.
My kids have decided that when we go to the grocery store that the coffee beans just laying around are for their own personal use. It's a really fun game to try and triick mom by sneaking them home and then eating them at inappropiate times. last night I am running down the street in my socks chasing my kid and yelling at him to give up where the rest of his stash is before I beat him to a pulp. Not Cops quailty parenting but not an advertisement for mother of the year either. Then he put snow down my back and I found out that my kids can run a lot faster then I can and are dangerous as a team.
Christmas has come and gone. I now have one kid skateboarding across the tile floor, no holes in the wall yet, 1 super deluxe drum set, both guitar hero games, and then last night the drum set kid lugged the elec guitar and amp up to his room as well.
Now our neighbor slipped on the ice in his driveway a few days ago and offered to help out if they need anything. Got a knock on the door asking to baby sit the 3 kids, no problem I say! Then it hits me, I don't know these kids at all and nothing for them to do at my house. My bright idea is Chucky E Cheese, it sounds good in theory- they get food, run around and I don't have to have to find anything for them to do at my house for 2 hours. An insane amount of money later, we pack up and head home. Mom said she'd be 1-2 hours tops at the hospitol visiting.. 3 hours later she calls and says go ahead and send them back home, not even a thank you. AND.... the entire time the kids called me Becky, Betty, Bessie, and whatever else they though sounded like Deb.
Kids were supposed to go back to school Wednesday, 2 weeks off is fun and wonderful and we had a blast. THEN, the stupid school district called off Wed. Some crap about safety. Wed was my only day off to do non-kid stuff before our trip. I was crushed. School has now been cancelled until Monday. We can't take any more family togetherness. Let me give you an example that illustrates this point.
My kids have decided that when we go to the grocery store that the coffee beans just laying around are for their own personal use. It's a really fun game to try and triick mom by sneaking them home and then eating them at inappropiate times. last night I am running down the street in my socks chasing my kid and yelling at him to give up where the rest of his stash is before I beat him to a pulp. Not Cops quailty parenting but not an advertisement for mother of the year either. Then he put snow down my back and I found out that my kids can run a lot faster then I can and are dangerous as a team.
