Trials of Parenthood

Why I love being a Mom.
Dani comes in my room in the mornings to wake me up. She climbs in with me and says, "You ready to get up mommy?"

"Yeah, in a couple of minutes."

She says, "Ok.... I'll lay here with you and we can smile at each other."

I smile say, "Ok honey."

Why I hate being a Mom.
"Dani, honey, you need to clean up your toys."

She says, "No, I don't want to. You can take them away."

"No, I'm not going to take them away. It's your job to take care of your toys. Why should Santa bring you new toys if you aren't going to take care of the ones that you have?", I question.

"Oh, I guess I don't want any toys for Christmas. You can call Santa and tell him not to come."

ARRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

Time for a little fun....

Remember?

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL MEMORY OF YOU AND ME.

Then when you are done, post this on your blog and see what your friends have to say about you.

This is fun, and I'll be interested to see if ANYONE EVER READS THIS!!!