Playground Uprising

March 2, 2007, 5:57 pm
Filed under: Children, Family, Life, parenting

Wine. NO not as in cheese but the high pitched drawn-out grimacing commentary surrounding societal dysfunctions such as sharing bathroom water cups, taking toys to school, and the merits of French toast over silver dollar pancakes in the morning breakfast routine. Now I have built up a fairly healthy tolerance to various bodily fluids such as pee, poop, throw-up, and other contributions my children can project my way at immeasurable speeds, and I have even come to terms with the fact that adult conversations, peaceful dinners, and getting in and out of an automobile with any ease are all part of some other person’s life who does not house 17 and 40 pound hoodlums. But wining, despite my attempts at meditation, perusal of self-help books, and implementation of anger management strategies, puts me into absolute MADNESS.

Just thought I would share (by the way … moms are allowed to wine).


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