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I turn into a pumpkin at 8 p.m. By the lovely Grace Farris.
P.S. Weekend mom and taking the kids on a hike.
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OMG I am every one of these. Thanks Grace – I feel so seen! ❤️
I am the queen of telling my family they’re on their own for dinner and then taking myself out to dinner alone.
Happy Mother’s Day!
Hahaha!
I have said ALL of these things in the past 48 hours. Love this! Happy mother’s day to those parent in any form. XXX
“I’m thinking of going to the library later”… Maybe if I am lucky no one will want to go with me. What I would give for an hour of being able to read my book in peace and quiet!
Ha! I’m definitely the table clearing monster when I call them back *repeatedly* to clear their *entire* place setting. Yes, I want you to take the plate, utensils, AND cup! Just like yesterday… and the day before… and the day before that… And I’ll call you back if you put them on the counter instead of in the dishwasher… just like every other day!
Someday, decades from now, they’ll have their own teenagers (or terrible roomates) and will realize that I wasn’t insane. But until then, lol, they definitely think *I’m* the irrational one!
I totally agree, Peach!
I always said “make it look like you were never there!”
👏🏻YOUR 👏🏻NAPKIN 👏🏻IS 👏🏻TRASH
👏🏻PUT 👏🏻IT 👏🏻IN 👏🏻THE 👏🏻TRASH… please
You are doing the lords work. My husband thinks it’s perfectly acceptable to leave steak marks in the toilet and damn, I wish someone had called him on this bullshit as teenager every day so I don’t have to explain this crap.
One of the best things I have ever done is take Saturdays off from a planned family dinner, which we now call “Scrounge Saturdays.” Leftovers, make your own, or I’ll make sure to have items you like–everyone likes the break.
My kids call it “Fend For Yourself” night lol
We call this “Grab and Growl.” So it can happen any night of the week. Everyone likes it!
My god, how many days a week do I tell my 3 year old “It’s mommy’s bedtime now! Please go night-night 😭.” What a lesson in patience and savoring this brief season that can sometime be so exasperating.
Same to my 2 year old!!!
Ugh solidarity! It’s the same story with my 2.5 year old. 😂
So exasperating!!! We’re back to bathing strikes over here. 3 yr olds are intense. Definitely relating to the tired mom bedtime monster too lol
About once a month growing up, my mom would write on our weekly dinner calendar “YoYo.” It stood for “You’re on your own” and as a kid, it was the BEST day of the month! Each of us got to choose our dinner- cold cereal, Kraft Mac and Cheese, frozen pizza! A night off for my mom and a fun free-range dinner for us with a clever name. Telling my friends I was having “YoYo” for dinner as a third grader really upped my playground street cred.
Haha love it
We call it DIYDinner and my kids love it too. They eat whatever they want, and on the couch
“Choose your own adventure” for my house. But YoYo sounds excitable, less dreary.
I love calling it YOYO! Stealing.
It’s one of my favorite things about having big kids! hahaha. My husband (the cook) pulls out the various leftovers, makes a few suggestions about what else is available, and leaves us all to our own devices.
Reading the comments, I love how every family has some version of this
Omgggg IT’S MY BEDTIME. I should have that printed on a T shirt.
search google for: tshirt it’s mom’s bedtime or it’s mom’s bedtime
Sleepovers are just awful. My husband hates when I say that in front of my kids. They are awful.
Becca – I couldn’t agree more!
It’s all fun and games until breakfast and you’re offered cereal and the milk isn’t the right kind!
Sleepovers ARE awful! …yay, now I have this super grouchy, exhausted kiddo… this is just so. much. fun! (and they were the venue for the most scandalous and dangerous activities of my youth, which does not endear theme to me as a parent)
I just don’t do them. I make a few rare exceptions, but for the most part I tell the parents hosting that I’ll pick up my kid when they want and am happy to bring them back in the morning if they want.
Aw! I’d like to understand more. I have a 2-yr old so I haven’t experienced it on the Mom side, but as a kid/teen I loved both going to sleepovers and having them at my house. I’m wondering if I have to steel myself for some fresh parenting hell?
I didn’t know parents didn’t like sleepovers, haha! I remember finding them super fun as a kid (for the most part).
This momster speaks to me too, I hate them. My kid used to morph into a different person, leaving messes everywhere, making odd requests and demands, like I’m her personal sleepover butler. I can recall sleepovers of my own where I never once encountered the hosting parents, we never left the basement and ate pizza while watching horror movies the entire time.
Now that sleepovers are suspended (due to aforementioned behavior) we enjoy having a few friends over for dinner, a movie or board games and karaoke. It’s easy. The fun goes until nine or so and then everyone gets picked up and sleeps like babies in their own beds.
As my kids’ bedtimes get later, mine seems to get earlier. Also one of mine: “please stop the repetitive [mouth/tapping/toy-squeaking] noises!”
It’s okay; they don’t have enough sense of rhythm to become drummers anyway. They’ll just have to excel at something else.
Me, when kids were tall/aware/smelly/sassy enough: Congratulations! Today, you earn the right to do you own laundry!
PS: They were the only ones of their peer groups who went to college fully knowing how. Even the tricky stuff.
I am all of these! Plus some others: a) Didn’t do the laundry so you have to wear your un-favorite shirt today; b) Everyone has to help carry in the groceries instead of sprinting away from the car as soon as we get home; c) I don’t care if it’s raining we’re still doing [outdoor thing], and of course the classic; d) bedtime!.
Ah yes the grocery store sprint. I have asked for help on that!
have to wear your UN-FAVORITE t-shirt! love it!!
I started mine on laundry as soon as they were tall enough to reach the buttons and read the instructions on the knobs, about age 10. Same with school lunches. There were a few lunch/laundry disasters along the way, but they survived.
Oh yes, to find food still in the car…
I am the yellow pile of goo – people are coining this end of school year “May-cember” and “May-hem” and I am here for it!
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