Okay ~ I know that I am not the perfect parent by a long shot, but ya know, I don't think I'm the worst in the world...I love my kids. I don't beat them on a daily basis ~ I feed them ~ I get them everything that they truly need and some of what they want, but why why why does my youngest want to kill me? I think it is a conspiracy between her and her Daddy to see how long it will take to break me ~ I really do...
It started last night ~ I had let Ashelyn go spend the night with her best friend, Alex. What I didn't know is that she decided that she had to take almost every pair of her older shorts with her. So she gets home last night and plays with the dog, and rolls around with the cats ~ me telling her all along to get her stuff ready for school...anyway when she finally gets in she takes a bath and washes her hair to get ready to go to bed and I ask her what she is going to wear to football practice(she is a manager)she looks at me and says that all of her clothes are dirty I need to wash them...WHAT :cussing: It is already 10:00 and she wants me to start washing her practice clothes ~ I don't think so! So I go in her room and find a pair of clean shorts and a shirt for her to wear for today and I show her ~ nope, she doesn't want to wear that one. She all of a sudden knows where a pair are...she comes in bringing a pair that I know are dirty
I told her that there was NO WAY that she was wearing dirty clothes to practice to which she started having a hissy fit... now I am a calm woman but by this time my nerves were starting to wear thin and my eye was starting to twitch :nono: I calmly grab the dirty shorts from her hand and tell her that she will wear the other shorts or she wouldn't go to practice ~ PERIOD!!!
She decided that I meant what I said about that and didn't press that point again last night, but it wasn't five minutes until she came bopping into the living room showing me what she wanted to wear to school this morning...now mind you that just last weekend we just took the child and spent a buttload of money on her for new clothes that are hanging in her closet with the tags still on them and what does she bring to me??? A pair of jeans that has holes in the knees that use to be Caitlyn's... :cussing: :cussing: :cussing: not only are they old (that wouldn't bother me) but, they were dirty (again!)and she can't wear them to school anyway because of the holes...at this point she is taking her life into her own hands and doesn't realize it. Gritting my teeth I tell her to get her butt in bed and that I better not see her again until this morning.
So this morning we get up and she is a freshly awake and brave :nono: First thing she says to me, I can't find those shorts you told me wear last night...oh, no! Girl, you better run! I told her, NO SHORTS, NO PRACTICE ~ NO OTHER WARNINGS~ PERIOD!!! Shorts showed up in 5 seconds :laughing:
I swear this child is Jimmie made over and I am losing my mind ~ she didn't want to take two dimes and a nickel instead of a quarter this morning??? We didn't have a quarter, sorry... I ended up opening the door and telling her to get her butt on the bus ~ Caitlyn was dying laughing, I have a migraine, and I want a drink...somebody serve me something please!!! :cheers:
I am a bad bad Mom :laughing:
It started last night ~ I had let Ashelyn go spend the night with her best friend, Alex. What I didn't know is that she decided that she had to take almost every pair of her older shorts with her. So she gets home last night and plays with the dog, and rolls around with the cats ~ me telling her all along to get her stuff ready for school...anyway when she finally gets in she takes a bath and washes her hair to get ready to go to bed and I ask her what she is going to wear to football practice(she is a manager)she looks at me and says that all of her clothes are dirty I need to wash them...WHAT :cussing: It is already 10:00 and she wants me to start washing her practice clothes ~ I don't think so! So I go in her room and find a pair of clean shorts and a shirt for her to wear for today and I show her ~ nope, she doesn't want to wear that one. She all of a sudden knows where a pair are...she comes in bringing a pair that I know are dirty

She decided that I meant what I said about that and didn't press that point again last night, but it wasn't five minutes until she came bopping into the living room showing me what she wanted to wear to school this morning...now mind you that just last weekend we just took the child and spent a buttload of money on her for new clothes that are hanging in her closet with the tags still on them and what does she bring to me??? A pair of jeans that has holes in the knees that use to be Caitlyn's... :cussing: :cussing: :cussing: not only are they old (that wouldn't bother me) but, they were dirty (again!)and she can't wear them to school anyway because of the holes...at this point she is taking her life into her own hands and doesn't realize it. Gritting my teeth I tell her to get her butt in bed and that I better not see her again until this morning.
So this morning we get up and she is a freshly awake and brave :nono: First thing she says to me, I can't find those shorts you told me wear last night...oh, no! Girl, you better run! I told her, NO SHORTS, NO PRACTICE ~ NO OTHER WARNINGS~ PERIOD!!! Shorts showed up in 5 seconds :laughing:
I swear this child is Jimmie made over and I am losing my mind ~ she didn't want to take two dimes and a nickel instead of a quarter this morning??? We didn't have a quarter, sorry... I ended up opening the door and telling her to get her butt on the bus ~ Caitlyn was dying laughing, I have a migraine, and I want a drink...somebody serve me something please!!! :cheers:
I am a bad bad Mom :laughing: