5 Confessions of a Mildly Medicated Mommy

Mom confessions have taken the Blogosphere by storm and hey when a trend works a gal might as well jump on it. It’s cathartic and funny… and as long as I chose well no one will call child services, it’s all good.

I had a few to pick from this week, that’s right I have no shame.

1. When my 4 year old daughter askes to play I try and hurry up and offer to play house and I will be the baby so I can stay on the couch. If she gets her idea out first I am trapped in front of a doll house for an hour, or playing Candy Land.

2. I put on Tinker Bell on so I could go work on my novel…  I surfed the internet the whole movie.

3. Speaking of Candy Land…

I don’t feel too bad about it either. The pieces are in a zip lock back in the next drawer, if anyone helped clean up it would be a quick find.

4. When my four year old said a potty word my 18 year old daughter and I cracked up and said “biotch” way too many times for our own entertainment that afternoon. 

(My personal fav) 

5. We were out to dinner at Texas Roadhouse and my kiddos make me crazy cracking nuts on the table. I am forever telling them to make sure the shell goes on the floor. Right as music went quiet I very loudly praised my 9 year old saying “THANKS FOR TAKING CARE OF YOUR NUTS UNDER THE TABLE.” It was pretty spectacular, I had no idea he could turn that shade of red.