Although we love our children dearly, that love comes with a steep price. It’s too bad it doesn’t also come with an industrial vat of lemon ginger water.
When we talk about the circle of life, we neglect to mention a pretty huge developmental stage that happens in late adulthood – the Grandparent Phase.
Most of us mom still have that desire to look good, but with a priority list that’s about as long as our list of grievances, it can be really hard to fit in looking good.
The car line is that special place where dreams of being a calm and gentle parent/driver go to idle, then die.
Never, and I mean never, trust a child who willingly hands over their ice cream cone. You may just get waaaay more than you ever bargained for.
Sure, it might be fun, but you’ll also probably leave with a whole lot of sand, a crying child, and a belly full of overpriced fries and regret.
“No, I don’t want to role play Spiderman rescues Princess Leia for the fourth night in a row.”
Parties are supposed to be fun; however, a children’s party is a special kind of vortex where fun goes to die.