A billion years from now, when you have your own children, I really hope you call me up one day and tell me all about how your little ones pitched a fit at you about their ice cream not being perfectly to their taste.
Because on that day, I will listen to you empathetically and I will cackle madly and tell you that you've gotten exactly what you deserve.
Being Seven sucks, but not as much as raising Seven. Look out!
Love and frustration,
Mom
6 comments:
yep. they'll get it some day. oh yes, they will.
I SO want to be there when it happens. I'm gonna laaaaaugh! I won't even pretend to be nice about it, either.
It does make me wonder what I did to my own mom, though.
Man, there must be a brat of the year contest going between our children. If I hear the phrase "Yeah but," one more time I am going to donate all her toys to charity and feed her Halloween candy to the homeless.
Oh, wait til' she's 12...or 13. UGH.
A.men.
I'll be laughing, too...
Kristi: Oh, I don't even wanna think about the teen years! Don't be mean!
Misty: Yeah, but...she's just 7! Isn't she ALLOWED to be a PITA? Gaah!
Jennifer: Laughter will be sweet when it's tempered with years of them being grown up and out of the house, eh?
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