Monday, May 17, 2010

Monday, and was it ever.

Why is it, WHY is it that my fantasies about how parenting is "supposed" to work can't conveniently work out in reality? I keep finding myself having to take positions and enforce them against the hordes, and this is NOT HOW IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE! Jeepers.

I keep reminding myself that eventually this is all going to work out, that eventually what I'm saying and modeling is going to take root and bear fruit, but baby, I'm running on faith with that today, believe me.

Sometimes I wish I were a drinker....

3 comments:

CG said...

you are obviously not letting them eat their fill of twinkies (although I will tell you mine do better on little debbie cakes). Oh, and look, my verification word is "progeni"!!!!

Alecto said...

Twinkies! Did somebody mention twinkies?! I love twinkies. Is my mother looking?

Madcap said...

Had to look up the debbie cakes - we don't have those up here. Maybe that's the underlying source of my parenting-problems.

Today seems to be off to a better start, at least. Who knows? Maybe a good screaming has the desired effect from time to time. Sure takes it out of me though. I feel kind of hung-over.