I really wish that I knew as much as my children think I know... According to them, I should immediately be able to tell them the answer to any question they ask. I should be psychic. I should be able to tell them where all of the lost toys are. Little A constantly asks "where is my Bear Bear?" Like I know what she did with it. If I say that I don't know where it is, she starts crying and says "YES, you do!!" Also, I frequently get accused of hiding their toys--- D just accused me of "putting" his light up cars somewhere. "Where you put my cars?!?" I said I never had them. He said "Yes, you hide them Mom!" Oh, if only I had all the answers....
I should enjoy these times though. I know in a few years (when they are teenagers), my kids will think that I know absolutely nothing.... They will look at me and roll their eyes. My opinion will not matter-- in fact, I am sure that if I make a suggestion, they will do the opposite. I'm just going by own experience as a teenager. Also, some of my friends now have teenagers-- and it is like dejavu (sp?)... Scary. I dread when that time comes for me... Big A already is starting to question me. She is a skeptic like me. In fact, she is like a clone of me at that age (except for the cheer leading and other "girly- girl" stuff)
My moment of peace has just ended. Big A is screaming because Little A stole her stuffed white poodle.... Time to go break up another fight.... No wonder I always have a headache.
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