Crazy…

My children think I am crazy and I agree with them. I think we are all crazy in some way. I am an even tempered person. I have a tremendous amount of patience, but sometimes my patience gets pushed to the limit. My children drive me to the brink of insanity sometimes, but I guess that is what children do. I am sure I sound like a broken record to my hippie chic daughter. Every day I tell her to brush her teeth, take a bath, put on deodorant, and brush her hair. I don’t think that’s too much to ask of a ten year old. She also has chores like to put the recycling outside and to clean her dishes. She is no Cinderella by any means.

One day when I got home from work I asked my hippie chic daughter to take a bath and brush her teeth. A while later I asked her if she had done what I asked. She said no and I asked her why. Her response was I forgot. WTF! I blew up at her; I just don’t understand how she could forget to do two simple things I asked. As I was yelling at her she just looked at me like I lost my mind. That really burns me up. I don’t spank because I know my children think my spankings are funny. I also don’t think spanking is an effective form of punishment.  I tried to appeal to my daughters emotions by saying if a friend asks her to do something, she never forgets. I just want her to feel a little gratitude for her mom who takes her here, takes her there, buys her lunch at school, and gives her shelter.

My appeal did not work for the next day I learned from my older daughter that my hippie chic daughter said mommy needs some “happy pills” and she laughed at me. I will not say anything to my hippie chic, but my feelings are hurt. I hope one day she will see maybe I am crazy, but perhaps she contributes to my craziness…

Over and out 🙂