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Such Simple Pleasures and Manners and Moxie have started a new trend - Scrolling Saturday. They are asking that we repost a post from back in the day when we didn't get many visitors. Well, this is easy for me, because I am still in the day when I don't get many visitors!!!
This was one of my favorite posts. I wrote it in December and I didn't get one comment, nope, nary a one. Of course I thought it was a literary work of genius, but I wasn't offended one bit...nope not one bit...okay, maybe a little. But at the time I had only been blogging a couple weeks so I took it all in stride (cried myself to sleep that night and swore never to blog again, then woke up and blogged first thing, 'cause I am crazy like that!!)
So, in case you missed it the first time....Ta Da...the moment you have all been waiting for...
BTW - if you are anxiously awaiting the next installment of Our Adoption Journey, it will be posted tomorrow.
Okay, for reals now....Ta Da.....
Here is the link: Mean Mommy University
If you don't want to follow a link...it is pasted below, but the cute picture is on the link above!!
Now check out all the other jewels of older posts at Scrolling Saturday.
Mean Mommy University
According to my son I am the Meanest Mommy in the World!!! A title I relish!!
"Why, yes I am my sweet little son. I went to the Mean Mommy University and graduated summa cum laude." I think he believes me...there really is a school for this because he is sure I could not have become this mean on my own.
"No, my son, you can not have your Advent calendar chocolate for breakfast."
"My son, please put that cap from the milk carton in the garbage. I know you think it is the next National Treasure but I am tired of finding all your little treasures in the washing machine."
"Yes, my son, I must be able to read your homework. There must be spaces between the words. I know you are practicing to be a doctor, but you must pass 2nd grade first."
I can go on and on, but you get the picture here. So, the other day as we were driving along our merry way....I totally pissed him off, yet again!! He proceeds to tell me "You are the Meanest Mommy!" I say...."Yeah, so, what's your point?"
He delved deep into himself....he really wanted to prove a point...I really pissed him off this time....he was going to show me..."I...I....I want to go back to South Carolina!" (note here - he is adopted, was born in South Carolina, his birthmother still lives there, he knows this!!)
Silence on his smug little face...he showed me...now is my chance to repent my Mean Mommy ways, beg him for forgiveness, plead with him to stay with me, give him McDonalds every night for dinner, chocolate for breakfast. He was going to be Riding the Easy Train from here on out!!
I calmly replied - "Okay honey, when we get home we will call Laura and make arrangements for you to move back there." Silence again, this time not so smug.....
"Forget it", he says chagrined, "I will just stay here with you."I guess having a Mean Mommy is not so bad after all!!
Isn't he a cute little guy!!
8 comments:
Ooh that was a brave bluff to call but nicely done!
Ha Double bluff~ works so well!
Liked the bluff....he IS a cute little guy!
oh my gosh, I went to MMU too; what year did you graduate? I majored in Meddling with a double minor in Nagging.
I hate it when I post what I consider to be a work of literary brilliance and no one comments! Ticks me off!
i'm proud of my mean, crabby mommy status!! because, i'd rather be mean than be a mommy that is easily manipulated and walked upon, which...i'm that, too but...i'm really, really mean!!!
xo
Good for you for sticking to your guns, Alison. Our children will try every trick in the book in order to get their ways. We just have to do our best by staying one step ahead of them.
Your son knows who his real mommy is. YOU!
Hugs,
Debbie
My bluff would not have turned out so well. Mine is a stubborn one. She would have started packing as soon as we got home just to prove her point! Ha! Kids are stinkers sometimes, aren't they? :)
Alison, you really should tell the story of your husband when he wanted to run away from his mean mommy. We packed so much for him that he could only walk one block and he sat there for hours till he decided to come home.
M.I.L.
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