If you ask the teens, you’d probably get a mixed response depending on the day. Did I make them clean up? Did I say to turn off the TV? Heaven forbid, I said to come home on time. None of those would indicate to a teen that I was a nice mom.
Little ones are easier to please. Usually.
Some of you have little arts and crafts tables set up where your children can come create something wonderful to hang on the fridge. If I did that, I’d have crayon on the wall, hair cuts, stuff glued that is better left unglued, etc.
Oh wait. I do have that.
Which is why I rarely let the girls do anything after school. Golly, you’ve been in school all day painting, coloring, cutting, using playdough, and making a mess. Why do you need to do it at home too? After all, mommy spent all day doing the same thing.
So their stuff is put up. They have to ask to use it.
If mom is in a nice mood, they might get crayons and paper. Or, if I’m feeling particularly jolly, they may get playdough. When I’m feeling downright hysterical, they might get to paint. But that never happens. (I still have the paint but it’s hidden….shh…)
Today was a better day at school, we got home early, chicken is thawing to be put on the grill, so I’m in a decent mood.
Yes, I let them use scissors and glue today. You’d think the world had stopped spinning.
As they busily got to work on their creations, Anna Grace said,
“You are a nice mommy.”
Awww. How sweet.
Will she still say that when I dispose of her