Mommy's learned a new trick
I am suffering from a Mother's day hang-over. I was showered by kindness, kisses and love for the entire day. It was if my tribe was beamed up by aliens and replaced by small creatures with manners. I sat around with my mouth hanging agape for most of the day, marvelling at my children.
Did you know that at eight and nine years of age they are old enough to make their own lunch? To clean their rooms? To flush the toilet? To do the dishes properly and without any fighting? I didn't either. They have been holding out on me.
But now that the cat is out of the bag, I'm gonna set the bar high, and aim for the moon.
I'm gonna teach 'em to cook.
It's going to be nothing but a life of leisure from now on for this Redneck mommy.