I got so tickled at a friend the other day (a friend who isn't a parent) when she asked how I know what to do as a parent. I laughed and laughed! The question was in reference to James' night terrors, but my answer is in reference to everything.
This is my blog and I'll write about the good if I want to.
Seriously. I'm not going to tell you about the time last week when our plans for Christmas changed yet again and I cried. I'm also not going to tell you about the night when James dumped goldfish on the floor and I popped his hand, yelled at him, screamed in our living room, and put myself in a timeout while Eddie had to put James to bed by himself. Because, why would I?
Our lives are not pretty pictures all the time. It's okay and it's normal, but sometimes it would be downright embarrassing to me. So I leave it out!
I'm nowhere near Mother of the Year but we are pretty darn happy most of the time. During the good, the bad, and the ugly!
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