Am I the only one...
Whose children walk in the house and holler, "Mom! Mom! Mom!" throughout the house expecting ME to find THEM rather than them coming to my room or endeavoring to find me? (Especially frustrating when I'm in the bathroom or laying down taking a nap.)
Who cleans the kitchen before I go to sleep only to wake up to dirty dishes on the counter in the mornings? Am I the only one who feels depressed about this?
Who gets a pedicure and then dings my big toe on the grocery cart, flicking the polish off?
Who wonders if my house will ever ALL be completely clean AT THE SAME TIME ever again?
Who has potato chips talk to me?
Who will be taping Sister Wives on DVR on Sunday night? (It's like a bad accident. We shouldn't look but many of us will check out this bizarreness. Yes, bizarreness is a proper word.)
Whose kids make a PBJ and then wipe the knife on a kitchen towel?
Who is counting the days until cold weather comes again? My greatest fantasy right now is being on my back patio with the fireplace lit, toasting smores. My husband is a little disappointed that this is top on my list of fantasies, but it's hot as all get out in Florida still...I'm just sayin'...
Who LOVES mangoes?
Who doesn't understand anybody's interest in Lady Gaga?
Who is really glad it's Friday?
p.s. My friend Michele actually writes a blog just for parents of children with behavioral and emotional special needs. It's called "Parents You Are Not Alone" and you can find it here.