Yesterday I had the
torture pleasure of grocery shopping with my 3 little
snarling, sniveling darlings. It was such a
hellish great trip, replenishing my pantry while displaying my obvious
lack of control parenting prowess.
Oh we
dragged, pushed, pulled traipsed round the store,
blindly grabbing merrily & efficiently gathering the items on my list, my
obnoxious precious little ones
sitting in the previous isle throwing a fit following obediently behind me like a line of ducklings.
I tell you I was the
nightmare come true example of what every mother
fears knows her kids will be like with her
pathetic superior mothering abilities.
Oh yes, yesterday I truly was
THAT mom.
3 comments:
Oh No! I'm not "that Mom". Do you want to know how I did it? My kids grew up and I shop alone!
I always feel for That Mom when I'm in the store sans children. Even Ryan who's impatient with adults, sighs and says (deadpan) "someone is unhappy" when he hears someone small screeching.
Love your blog!
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